متن آهنگ BETRAYED از 21 Savage

متن آهنگ BETRAYED از 21 Savage

(Metro) I been betrayed before, I done been played before Givin' 'em all the smoke, givin' 'em all I done been left in the rain, I ain't have nowhere to go I feel less of a man, I can't depend on a ho They put my brother inside the ground, I found me a sound Don't care if it's war, we fuckin' on bitches, I'm holdin' 'em down If she a hustler, fine and honest, I'm bringin' her 'round I told her, "I don't care what you do in the street Just don't make me look like a clown" Big dawg status, my play money, whole M stacks in the PayPal Caught a opp' hangin' at a barbecue and fucked around and shot the whole playground Eastside nigga 'bout gunplay, say the wrong thing, we'll chase y'all Hit 'em broad-day with a AR, 12 still tryna get the case off One twenty-five wsa the backend, still on tour with a MAC-10 Count a couple Ms, I'm clappin', make sure the Phantom get a fraction Don't think I'm just rappin' and all these lyrics cappin' Talkin' out his neck, we right hook, left hook, stomped and slapped him VVs in my ear, I look like a star Plain Jane Richard, I coulda bought a car If she ain't givin' top, we gon' let her starve Your shooter wrote a statement, so now we call him Searge' Hit him with the AK, make him burn carbs I brought my Thunder to Los Angeles, Paul George Make a brick, do the whoa with a Ford Got a thot pregnant, whoa, hit abort Niggas know I'm geeked, high on the moon 21, made man, bada-boom Pussy boy, you're lukewarm, not cool Glock, Ruger, KelTec, rob who? Your baby mama went to Cali She touchin' the city, we gettin' 'em gone We really tryna catch a body You just tryna catch a body in a song I let down my guard, I showed her my heart She couldn't believe it was chrome Them pants thirty-five hunnid Mediocre rappers can't put 'em on I been betrayed before, I done been played before Givin' 'em all the smoke, givin' 'em all I done been left in the rain, I ain't have nowhere to go I feel less of a man, I can't depend on a ho They put my brother inside the ground, I found me a sound Don't care if it's war, we fuckin' on bitches, I'm holdin' 'em down If she a hustler, fine and honest, I'm bringin' her 'round I told her, "I don't care what you do in the street Just don't make me look like a clown"