Domani
专辑:《Paris (feat. London Jae) [Explicit]》
更新时间:2025-03-05 02:30:05
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Blessing (Disconnected) (Explicit) - Domani
All all my blessings they 'cause all
All my stressing
All all my blessings they 'cause all
All my stressing
You don't know how it feels to have to conceal
The true reality these n***as count
On me when I can't see clear
Why you look up to me when I clearly can't lead
With my heart on my sleeves keep your accessories
Tell me how you maintain
Still float same thing
What I got now I came with
The ones who came with me faded all I know
Is what I learned never give a sucka what you earned
Never let the one who take the picture
Distract you from your current biggest picture
Yous the one till I saw things from a new angle
Back when my cake just had two candles
I drew mammals on new
Everything I pain't it come to life
That's why they think it happen over night
They say two wrongs never make a right
But how you hate your life the lice but love the height
All all my blessings they 'cause all
All my stressing
All all my blessings they 'cause all
All my stressing
You don't know how it feels to have to conceal
The true reality these n***as count
On me when I can't see clear
Why you look up to me when I clearly can't lead
With my heart on my sleeves
Keep your accessories
Uhh keep your accessories
Oooh keep your accessories
You don't know how it feels
To have to conceal
The true reality these n***as count
On me when I can't see ha
Why you look up to me when I clearly can't lead
With my heart on my sleeves
Keep your accessories you don't know how it feels to have to
Cut this s**t off
F**k you mean you out here stressing you
Ain't never had to work a day your whole life
Shut the f**k up stop trying to act like
You really out here selling s**t and really got
To trap do something crazy man you
Ain't never have to stress a day
In your motherf**king life talking 'bout'
You stressting n***a I'm stressing can't
You just go on tv and tell them folks 'bout
All them diamonds ain't matching and all
That s**t yall got man I ain't got none of
That s**t man I stay in a pot mix
You ain't never seen your momma cry 'cause she
Ain't got nothing to cook what is you talking 'bout' bruh
You don't know how it feels
To have to conceal the true reality these n***as count on me
When I can't see ha why you look up to me
When I clearly can't lead
With my heart on my sleeves keep your accessories
You don't know how it feels to have to conceal
The true reality
These n***as count on me
When I can't see clear