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Don Michael Jr - Wolf Grey lyrics

Artist: Don Michael Jr

album: The Wolves Smell Joy


Every time I'm happy it seems like it's a problem to you
Nothing piss you off more than all my accomplishments do
I already know who praying for me it's my mom and pop
If heaven is real I know it's O that's helping Don a lot
My sister lost her husband she wasn't married a year yet
I love her I hope Paul's spirit hugs her when she hears that
I'm from the hood so I been taught I shouldn't fear death
But them teachers ain't been here yet
I want to walk my daughter down the isle I'll probably cry
While I give her to her husband or her bride
There ain't nothing I could hide
I give it all to y'all
It's kind of like my calling card
Life is like my author huh
Lying just gets awkward huh
I don't even get these grays dyed by my barber huh
I'm a heavy talker huh
Get madder when I boss up huh
Giants in the industry against me I dun fought them huh
I ain't win but I ain't lose cause I'm still right here barking huh
Black man I'm proud of me
Black man I'm proud of me
Stop telling me be humble when you won't say that as loud as me
Black woman I'm proud of you
Hey Black girl I'm proud of you
Say it with your chest cause it's a flex on those that doubted you
Confidence is valuable
I learned that as I got older
Happiness is rarer than a pair of Red Octobers
Not in stock on Goat or StockX
I want more not less
You can't buy progress it doesn't come processed
When you make it from scratch it's easier to digest
I had to work it out cause my career didn't die yet
My lights more vibrant
I bought a ring to celebrate it
Three million streams then felt guilty three seconds later
Can I get diamonds?
Like I put the time in
The blood sweat & tears adrenaline fear finance
Will he drop the ball?
Y'all so nervous
Like I don't average zero turnovers
Her caption's my words quoted
I'm a goat
I ain't supposed to say it yea I know
But my real fans wanna hear me flex so they can boast
I dreamt about me flooding out my neck with all this gold
Comm de Garçon on my toes
But I put that shit on hold
Knew I had to set some goals
Now my whole loop straight
Nigga how could you hate
I live inside your mind without a mortgage or a roommate
I can smell the bullshit on your breath instead of toothpaste
I call you niggas too fake
I pulled back the curtain just to let them see
It's a crime FanDuel won't let you dudes bet on me
I'm becoming a better me that filled niggas with jealousy
The wolves smell joy nigga what you think they smell on me
Huh

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