Wishing on a Maybe lyrics

by

Z (of Firing Squad)


This music had my back and it f*cked me all at the same time
Tell em that I love em and hate em all with the same rhyme dysfunctional and never prayed with a sane mind
If wasn’t for my b*tch and my kids surface gets hang time
Noose around my neck remind me no more play time
Broke was in my thoughts from my childhood anything’s fine promoters thinking I won’t sock em for my pay fine
I catch em on the flip side like seriously after stage time
Call it suicide f*ck it cut my break lines
Breaking down blunts in a bucket crossing these state lines
I pray you range mine, a sad story would of made mine
Out the dark like bank climb
The stereo for game time man I just wanna stage dive
Killing every time I chill with family in the day time
And buy my kids what they asking for when they grades fine
Seeming like I belong to this rapping work in the same grind
This sh*t get boring but glory switched me to stage mine
This what I always wanted haunted by my great mind
I’m cutting stakes eating lobster with my b*tch
Now I’m rolling purple blunts mixed with kush and some great wine it’s cause I hustled on my b*tch spent a life working
Lets f*ck the fight hurrying
Bout to crash my bike swerving
Like maybe I don’t rap as nice, is my mic working
If I don’t make the money for them is my life worth it
Looking like this game isn’t fair homie I knew that
I’m torched putting flames in the air looking for new cats
Shuffle em to new routes
Swimming in less of my setbacks
Breaking down a new rap co-existing with jetpacks
I’m in the orbit minds absorbent when it need to be
I’m feeling poor put my core torch up easily
I kill em they feel appalled when I breath the weed
Turn me to a monster cause I carry choppers when they seeking me
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