Sun
Watsebha
2:30You can tell me that you hate me that I'm doing wrong But my music still in my heart and it gonna flow I don't play in games cause I'ma really wanna work My brother all time asking when I will drop, will drop song They call it bad days, but for me it's time to struggle, man They hating like slaves, smoke, and food, and run for cover Your life in small frames, you cannot take care about your fam And who you gonna blame? Country barons or best friends Feel this beat in chest It's so sweet like candy Life for me not chess So much complicated A lot of them so mad 'Cause I really got it A lot of you are slaves So in love with party Музика для мене більше ніж ти мож собі представити І це не віршики а реп і тут не треба плакати Давай на біс кричали зали взриви як від гармати Культура ця для тих тільки хто не навішав ярлики Robbed me, betrayed me, they lied to me, hate me But look at me right now oh mama-ama-ama made it Can not stop me, you fake, I don't care Only papers, all labels looking at me like I'ma sweet candy Sitting in my four rings I'ma riding slow like it All my dreams come true, oh, I'ma making music louder Working for my family I'ma working for my sunny Praying to my Lord I worship only Jesus Christ yeah I will praise only my God Serving for Him every time Only with Him feel alive All my enemies will die Made me free He broke my chains And wash all my sins away I will never be the same Praise my God in songs again Feel this beat in chest It's so sweet like candy Life for me not chess So much complicated A lot of them so mad 'Cause I really got it A lot of you are slaves So in love with party Feel this beat in chest It's so sweet like candy Life for me not chess So much complicated A lot of them so mad Cause I really got it A lot of you are slaves So in love with party