Your Song
Don Brookx
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You niggas be bitches, you bitches be bluffin' too I'm focused on riches, you listen, you come up too You niggas be bitches, you bitches be bluffin' too I'm focused on riches, you listen, you come up too I'm sleepwalkin', now my dreams talkin' I wish I woulda listened, wish I wasn't so damn hard-headed I wish I wasn't cautious, heartbroken, I can't afford it Fall too deep too often, my soul, it been gettin' tortured Grand tellin' me that I'm damaged, yeah, I been mishandled. Moms tellin' me that I'm handsome, I don't go by those standards Pops taught me to find a smasher, I don't act like no savage I'm cool, just kinda classy, don't show too much aggression Probably cause my stepdad tossed us all in the trash Or cause mom called me bitch from the time I was six Then wonder why the young brooks always hangin' with crips And why I never bring my friends from the school to the crib I'm on the search for self-worth or just some acknowledgement I look inside of myself, but still I ain't find the shit That's why I fall for this bitch, then tell myself I'm the shit And ain't no paper on this surf could wipe me off of this bitch You niggas be bitches, you bitches be bluffin' too I'm focused on riches, you listen, you come up too You niggas be bitches, you bitches be bluffin' too I'm focused on riches, you listen, you come up too Your song', I hope you hear it Your song', I hope you get it Your song', I hope you feel it No tears, but this one drippin Your song', I hope you hear it Your song', I hope you get it Your song', I hope you feel it No tears, but this one drippin I thought that you keep it real No question bout how I feel They ask, I say you different You understand me for real, I guess Yes, I was trippin Want love, but from a distance I feel, it's non-existent Look back, and think I'm trippin Guess Joe, must be that nigga Observin', but still I'm chillin She told me I'm not aggressive My niggas call me Godzilla I hear you respect your feelin That change, not one I'm willin I'd rather press on my women Deep talks, ask how she feeling Long Walks Under these ceilings, we chillin Baby, we buildin', I guess you wasn't the one Weed, liquor, to heal my feelin's I'm drownin', but feel I'm dealin Need pussy up in my linen Under all this water A nigga ain't really been healin', but I I thought about it once I thought about it twice Yeah, I'm a don, baby But you my kryptonite Come to my crib tonight Let me wrong or right Drown my soul in maybes And bring me back to life You niggas be bitches You bitches be bluffin' too I'm focused on riches You listen you come up to You niggas be bitches You bitches be bluffin' too I'm focused on riches You listen you come up to Your song, I hope you hear it Your song, I hope you get it Your song, I hope you feel it No tears, but this one drippin Your song, I hope you hear it Your song, I hope you get it Your song, I hope you feel it No tears, but this one drippin Your song
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