Top Songs By Lil' Greg the Bastard
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Gregory Arthur Staples
Rap
Christian Wilson
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Gregory Arthur Staples
Songwriter:in
Christian Wilson
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jeremy Jones
Produzent:in
Lyrics
I'ma need room to breathe yeah
This shit come with prestige yeah
I've been ducked off for weeks yeah I've been ducked off for weeks yeah
I'ma have to come clean yeah
Need to know the things you ain't said
Staring at the text that's reading read
Heart bleeding red yeah
Don't appreciate the life you tried to pass to me
Tried to alter my thoughts often lost in altered realities
Boundaries wrenching round gripping down your seat
Found your feet, me, I call it history
But you no you you say it's old news
Know the patience in me was willing to search through
It's a virtue true
The way you want be treated how you treat a **** so what make you think I won't gon' hurt you?
Whoa at the end of the day I'm a different type of ****
Heart swole mind gold
If it is what you say I'm a different
Type of ****
It ain't what you thought, but now you knows
I'ma need room to breathe yeah
This shit come with prestige yeah
I've been ducked off for weeks yeah I've been ducked off for weeks yeah
I'ma have to come clean yeah
Need to know the things you ain't said
Staring at the text that's reading read
Heart bleeding red yeah
On a Saturday's eve and close to May I ain't walk the floor with J's
Your credentials like more a wave I've been building more a legacy
I've been faced with"should I let him breathe?"
Terroristic threats type the Medellin
Machetes clean and I sharpened
It for him
Someone had to call a doctor for him
Name a weekend you jot was boring Snotty nose girl your snot was pouring
I heard well your opera chorus
You had kissed on the top of my foreskin
Heard what happened to they pops it's morbid
Left and went and had kids on me
Left and I had did a bid on you Before I went and caught a charge you warned me
Late drunk nights feeling horny
Aimed towards you too and bit the bait
Made me cookies too the bitch could bake
Probably gift to her on Christmas Day
On off times you go that-a-way
You supposed to come this-a-way
All your people from Piscataway
All my peoples is from Richmond State
I'ma need room to breathe yeah
This shit come with prestige yeah
I've been ducked off for weeks yeah I've been ducked off for weeks yeah
I'ma have to come clean yeah
Need to know the things you ain't said
Staring at the text that's reading read
Heart bleeding red yeah
Written by: Christian Wilson, Gregory Arthur Staples