Just listen what im sayin hear me momma Take care of little dezaray an tell her that i love her Been going threw so much I know u crying undercover Wanna hold u close But i cant hold on for much longer Better that im not around I keep pulling you under Im sorry but your baby boy Can no longer be stronger Admitting that im weak When you got no1 in your corner Had a few ups But i guess downs where im going People say i changed But im just changin for the come up
You know back then nigga neh eish yah mom please don't shed the tears now verse 1 yeah i gotta think a lot this days life used to be so cool my nigga we had everything things started changing when my father left home and leave us all damn seeing my mom shed tears was Hard on us all 'cause we never thought about it my nigga it's a lot but promise mom that i won't back down on this 'till i had giving my all damn Got in matric with a broken soul other than that i lost some1 one i love shit always being that boy who never gives up my nigga kill them all in my class and the ones who never thought i'd make it my nigga Hook please don't shed tears mom it's alright it's fine we gonna fight it (without him) verse 2 we know how niggas can be mom i know i never told you this but we are the laughing stock now but don't stress about it it's fine But promise me you won't shed tears when i graduate Don't sress mom i know what i want And I wanna make you proud to have a boy Called "Lucky Mosesane" Seeing other niggas wearing nice things it hurts mom but mina i won't back down unless i have a reason to do that Just don't shed tears now(Please don't) (please mom)
Ummmm... Umm.. .. Al my life I ve been wasted my time In the night taking drugs thinking you Yeah am talking about the past for the last in this time for my heart let a little cool. Yeah I don't let no body feel this pain inside my heart Skipping all the worrys and a panic good in art Rounding through my head I am sorry that I let you fall When I think about you baby I started to ball I hate the fkin people if thou tryna reach your call I be the mountain in their way and just wanna make them stall
Doesn't take a prophet, To see, This land aint free, It's all apart of me, Holla for the most, To be in my shoes, Be the first, Time they ever, Felt sole, To walk in my time, Be the first, Time you niggas had goals, All you rap about, Is the same shit, Like a bunch of clones, Hoes and mo, How to get rich, They callen me the chosen kid, Use to have nothing, Now I got it all & uh full clip, Don't let no nigga, Get higher then you, Riddle all these fools... The mystic, In how I do this.... I'm uh god... Your uh god... Let us all misplace, Ourselves... I be speakin on to much, Can never calm down, If that's what I gotta do now, For me to rest in peace, Can never let the culprits, Get away, For the death they reap, In the shadows, While you sleep in peace, What's Not a god damn care, I expose these dark times, They been real good, At hiding it. Even if I did, Know where the end Will find me, Without air, Or in confinement, Guess we at our worst days, Sinister plans, I see, Still stuck up In your cold ways. Shit ain't never change Call me the lower class, Always been the same, Varies from last place, Looks like I'm, Underestimated for now, Y'all stuck up in your feelins, With your head in the clouds, Just got the healin to mine, Like a burnin passion, To my soul inside. My mind resides, In the deepest darkest corner, Where nobody will find. Stuck reminisceing on past times, Will only bring stress upon your eyes. & with these lines, I still write these Metaphors, With no sense, My words are like a meteor, Shower my sins. Father I repent! Talkin about sins, Old man who you kiddin!, This world wasn't made perfect, For the biggest reason, In the atmosphere, In which you breathin Is not something, Thats easily given, In the struggle, It's kill or be killed, You feelin, Can't help but hussle, To pay rent for the ceiling, Gotta feed your children, Cops only look it as, Drug dealing! I see where you coming from, When you sell crack to these moms, A lot of it fucks up, The one you loved, It's not the same this time, Seems your gone Money takin on, Every meanin in life, They talkin Christ, I'm talkin everything combined, Never meet another soul, More genuine then mine,
Doesn't take a prophet, To see, This land aint free, It's all apart of me, Holla for the most, To be in my shoes, Be the first, Time they ever, Felt sole, To walk in my time, Be the first, Time you niggas had goals, All you rap about, Is the same shit, Like a bunch of clones, Hoes and mo, How to get rich, I'm like Kobe, They callen me the chosen kid, Use to have nothing, Now I got it all & uh full clip, Riddle all these fools... The mystic, In how I do this.... I'm uh god... Your uh god... Let us all misplace, Ourselves... From this forsake place, They say I, Be speakin on way to much, Can never calm down, If that's what I gotta do now, For me to rest in peace, Can never let the culprits, Get away, For the death they reap, In the shadows, While you sleep in peace, I expose these dark times, They been real good, At hiding it. Even if I did, Know where the end Will find me, Without air... Or in confinement.... Guess we at our worst days, Sinister plans, I see, Still stuck up In your cold ways. Shit ain't never change Call me the lower class, Always been the same, Varies from last place, Looks like I'm, Underestimated for now, Y'all stuck up in your feelins, With your head in the clouds, Just got the healin to mine, Like a burnin passion, To my soul inside. My mind resides, In the deepest darkest corner, Where nobody will find. Stuck reminisceing on past times, Will only bring stress upon your eyes. & with these lines, I still write these Metaphors, With no sense, My words are like a meteor, Shower my sins. Father I repent! Talkin about sins, Old man who you kiddin!, This world wasn't made perfect, For the biggest reason, In the atmosphere, In which you breathin Is not something, With each breathe, Thats easily given, In the struggle, It's kill or be killed, You feelin, Can't help but hussle, To pay rent for the ceiling, Gotta feed your children, Cops only look it as, Drug dealing! I see where you coming from, When you sell crack to these moms, A lot of it fucks up, The one you loved, It's not the same this time, Seems your gone Money takin on, Every meanin in life, They talkin Christ, I'm talkin everything combined, Never meet another soul, More genuine then mine,
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I like this one alot
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Just listen what im sayin hear me momma
Take care of little dezaray an
tell her that i love her
Been going threw so much
I know u crying undercover
Wanna hold u close
But i cant hold on for much longer
Better that im not around
I keep pulling you under
Im sorry but your baby boy
Can no longer be stronger
Admitting that im weak
When you got no1 in your corner
Had a few ups
But i guess downs where im going
People say i changed
But im just changin for the come up
This so wavy bro
appreciate you bro🙌🏽
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Listen at that melody....beautiful!
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You know back then nigga neh eish
yah mom please don't shed the tears now
verse 1
yeah i gotta think a lot this days
life used to be so cool my nigga
we had everything
things started changing when my
father left home and leave us all
damn seeing my mom shed tears
was Hard on us all
'cause we never thought about it
my nigga it's a lot
but promise mom that i
won't back down on this 'till i had giving
my all damn
Got in matric with a broken soul
other than that i lost some1 one
i love shit
always being that boy who never
gives up my nigga
kill them all in my class and
the ones who never thought
i'd make it my nigga
Hook
please don't shed tears mom
it's alright
it's fine
we gonna fight it (without him)
verse 2
we know how niggas can be mom
i know i never told you this but
we are the laughing stock now
but don't stress about it it's fine
But promise me you won't shed tears
when i graduate
Don't sress mom i know what i want
And I wanna make you proud
to have a boy Called "Lucky Mosesane"
Seeing other niggas wearing nice things
it hurts mom
but mina i won't back down unless
i have a reason to do that
Just don't shed tears now(Please don't)
(please mom)
Ummmm... Umm..
.. Al my life I ve been wasted my time
In the night taking drugs thinking you
Yeah am talking about the past for the last in this time for my heart let a little cool.
Yeah
I don't let no body feel this pain inside my heart
Skipping all the worrys and a panic good in art
Rounding through my head I am sorry that I let you fall
When I think about you baby I started to ball
I hate the fkin people if thou tryna reach your call
I be the mountain in their way and just wanna make them stall
Doesn't take a prophet,
To see,
This land aint free,
It's all apart of me,
Holla for the most,
To be in my shoes,
Be the first,
Time they ever,
Felt sole,
To walk in my time,
Be the first,
Time you niggas had goals,
All you rap about,
Is the same shit,
Like a bunch of clones,
Hoes and mo,
How to get rich,
They callen me the chosen kid,
Use to have nothing,
Now I got it all
& uh full clip,
Don't let no nigga,
Get higher then you,
Riddle all these fools...
The mystic,
In how I do this....
I'm uh god...
Your uh god...
Let us all misplace,
Ourselves...
I be speakin on to much,
Can never calm down,
If that's what I gotta do now,
For me to rest in peace,
Can never let the culprits,
Get away,
For the death they reap,
In the shadows,
While you sleep in peace,
What's
Not a god damn care,
I expose these dark times,
They been real good,
At hiding it.
Even if I did,
Know where the end
Will find me,
Without air,
Or in confinement,
Guess we at our worst days,
Sinister plans,
I see,
Still stuck up
In your cold ways.
Shit ain't never change
Call me the lower class,
Always been the same,
Varies from last place,
Looks like I'm,
Underestimated for now,
Y'all stuck up in your feelins,
With your head in the clouds,
Just got the healin to mine,
Like a burnin passion,
To my soul inside.
My mind resides,
In the deepest darkest corner,
Where nobody will find.
Stuck reminisceing on past times,
Will only bring stress upon your eyes.
& with these lines,
I still write these Metaphors,
With no sense,
My words are like a meteor,
Shower my sins.
Father I repent!
Talkin about sins,
Old man who you kiddin!,
This world wasn't made perfect,
For the biggest reason,
In the atmosphere,
In which you breathin
Is not something,
Thats easily given,
In the struggle,
It's kill or be killed,
You feelin,
Can't help but hussle,
To pay rent for the ceiling,
Gotta feed your children,
Cops only look it as,
Drug dealing!
I see where you coming from,
When you sell crack to these moms,
A lot of it fucks up,
The one you loved,
It's not the same this time,
Seems your gone
Money takin on,
Every meanin in life,
They talkin Christ,
I'm talkin everything combined,
Never meet another soul,
More genuine then mine,
I was crazy i was trippin off that hen
Didnt think that you would leave me in the end
You my lover you my rider you my friend
Everything was ten10
Let’s work bro 💪🏽🔥
💪🏽💯
I've recorded a hit on this beat I'll drop it soon
Doesn't take a prophet,
To see,
This land aint free,
It's all apart of me,
Holla for the most,
To be in my shoes,
Be the first,
Time they ever,
Felt sole,
To walk in my time,
Be the first,
Time you niggas had goals,
All you rap about,
Is the same shit,
Like a bunch of clones,
Hoes and mo,
How to get rich,
I'm like Kobe,
They callen me the chosen kid,
Use to have nothing,
Now I got it all
& uh full clip,
Riddle all these fools...
The mystic,
In how I do this....
I'm uh god...
Your uh god...
Let us all misplace,
Ourselves...
From this forsake place,
They say I,
Be speakin on way to much,
Can never calm down,
If that's what I gotta do now,
For me to rest in peace,
Can never let the culprits,
Get away,
For the death they reap,
In the shadows,
While you sleep in peace,
I expose these dark times,
They been real good,
At hiding it.
Even if I did,
Know where the end
Will find me,
Without air...
Or in confinement....
Guess we at our worst days,
Sinister plans,
I see,
Still stuck up
In your cold ways.
Shit ain't never change
Call me the lower class,
Always been the same,
Varies from last place,
Looks like I'm,
Underestimated for now,
Y'all stuck up in your feelins,
With your head in the clouds,
Just got the healin to mine,
Like a burnin passion,
To my soul inside.
My mind resides,
In the deepest darkest corner,
Where nobody will find.
Stuck reminisceing on past times,
Will only bring stress upon your eyes.
& with these lines,
I still write these Metaphors,
With no sense,
My words are like a meteor,
Shower my sins.
Father I repent!
Talkin about sins,
Old man who you kiddin!,
This world wasn't made perfect,
For the biggest reason,
In the atmosphere,
In which you breathin
Is not something,
With each breathe,
Thats easily given,
In the struggle,
It's kill or be killed,
You feelin,
Can't help but hussle,
To pay rent for the ceiling,
Gotta feed your children,
Cops only look it as,
Drug dealing!
I see where you coming from,
When you sell crack to these moms,
A lot of it fucks up,
The one you loved,
It's not the same this time,
Seems your gone
Money takin on,
Every meanin in life,
They talkin Christ,
I'm talkin everything combined,
Never meet another soul,
More genuine then mine,