Shade Room lyrics

by

Chris Sails


[Intro]
Shade Room tryna knock a n*gga character yeah
f*ck you n*ggas
I don't give a f*ck no more
f*ck all you n*ggas
n*ggas I ain't perfect
I'm far from that
Name one person you know perfect n*gga
I don't give a f*ck what you n*ggas thinking
n*gga f*ck all you n*ggas

[Verse 1]
Yeah, Shade Room tryna knock a n*gga character
Yeah yeah yeah, tryna lock a n*gga up but, I ain't going back
I'm too smart to leave my house without them straps, yeah yeah
Same b*tch calling me a cheater giving up the neck, yeah
Told my dogs, that we getting rich, yeah yeah
I got n*ggas in the D, that's still hitting licks yeah
How you chasing pus*y but, won't chase a bag
How you hating under my pics, but you ain't got no cash
Shade Room painting me to be a monster, how can I blame them
I'm far from perfect, make mistakes, I'm not an angel
They throwing hate, they throwing shade, at every angle
But I got a side, I can not fold, I'm on my toes
(I got sh*t to lose)
They gone hate regardless, even if I might've grown
So I wrote this song, letting all my pain go
These n*ggas hoes, people screaming "Chris you know you'll go"
You used to be my dog
You lost my trust, now I treat you like the law
Out of everybody, how the f*ck you changed
I'm too real, you know that I stayed the same
You know that I stayed the same
I only fear God
[Break]
f*ck you n*ggas looking at, you ain't scaring nobody
Too many hoes in this b*tch, to be staring at me n*gga

[Verse 2]
I ain't never had this life before
Me and my brother used to wear the same clothes
Now we getting rich, we in that ghost
And f*ck y'all Instagram hoes y'all do the most
Drowning out my pain with this codeine
How the f*ck you hate me, you don't know me
n*ggas say they [?], but gotta show me
b*tch don't shake my hand, you ain't my brodie
My mama cried too many tears
That's why I'm tryna get the f*ck up out of here
Don't believe everything you hear
Cause if you ask me Imma have to make it clear
b*tch you know I'm paid, f*ck about no fame
System got us slaves, some of my n*ggas changed
We went our separate ways, codeine face
f*ck up out my face
Cause I don't [?]
Don't give two f*cks about no views
Come and try me, make the news
Some of my n*ggas rocking red, some of my n*ggas rocking blue
They don't teach you how to survive, that's why I'm screaming "f*ck school"
Got this out the mud, dirt on my Lou' V shoes
I'm in the hood with my chains on
And my n*ggas that's locked up, hope you stay strong
Shout out Baby Ray, Imma see you soon
(Free you)
f*ck 30 shoots, but [?]
I'm in the streets yeah yeah
I'm from the D, yeah yeah
She wanna meet, yeah yeah
I beat her cheeks, yeah yeah
I blow her back in, hot like a cactus
Spent 30 thousand just on fly sh*t, n*ggas be capping
Yeah yeah
[Outro]
f*ck the Shade Room, f*ck all you n*ggas
I don't give a f*ck no more
Yeah just me and my son n*gga
And I got more money then your boyfriend b*tch
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