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Deniro Farrar - How The Game Goes | Скачать MP3 бесплатно
How The Game Goes

How The Game Goes

Deniro Farrar

Альбом: The Shepherd
Длительность: 3:06
Год: 2025
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Yeah, ayy, this bitch so soulful, Mark, real talk
Yeah, like

La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la

Damn, where do the pain go?
Blood on my clothes, I just seen a n***a brain blow
Trapped in a storm with no umbrella or raincoat
cin't no pot of gold at the end of these rainbows

I'm like, damn, where do the pain go?
Blood on my clothes, I just seen a n***a brain blow
Trapped in a storm with no umbrella or raincoat
cin't no pot of gold at the end of these rainbows

I can't be no burden to my mama or no bitch in my hood
Punchin' on me till I cry, my big cousin in Wood
Now I ain't even know no better, they just did what they could
Took a payment for the jungle, now I'm up to no good

Shit, I'm lucky I'm alive, let me knock on some wood
Saw a murder age five, n***a drop where I stood
Mama ran out screamin', but them bullets ain't for me
Dealin' with post-traumatic stress since elementary

c paranoid child, tryin' to shake the memories
I never had presents waitin' underneath the tree
M&M, DuPont jackets in the rain, cold
Circulatin' 'round my crib 'cause we shared the same clothes

Prayin' for the gold at the end of rainbows
My cousin been in prison since beepers and Kangol
Undercover bought a brick from him wearin' plain clothes
Had to learn the hard way, guess that's how the game go

I'm like, damn, where do the pain go?
Blood on my clothes, I just seen a n***a brain blow
Trapped in a storm with no umbrella or raincoat
cin't no pot of gold at the end of these rainbows

I'm like, damn, where do the pain go?
Blood on my clothes, I just seen a n***a brain blow
Trapped in a storm with no umbrella or raincoat
cin't no pot of gold at the end of these rainbows

I can't be no burden to my mama or no bitch in my hood
Late nights, stealin' bikes with my brother Wewood
Start fights, rollin' dice, never listen to advice
Mama talkin' 'bout Christ and how to live life right

Prayin' if we ain't home before the street lights
Caught up in the struggle, tryin' to get our cheese
But I'm not the only one who's in trouble
I'm the only one who's in trouble