The Kid Brisk - Scripture - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — The Kid Brisk - Scripture lyrics

Artist: The Kid Brisk

album: Scripture

I've been running out of patience
I don't wanna deal with all the fake shit
Snake shit
Tryna chase a band on some ape shit
Bank bitch
All these niggas hatin on some hate shit
Hate shit
I can't trust a nigga on some real shit
Ay
She want tat her signature on me I told her no
I can't fuck with all these bitches yeah my heart is cold
Stickin with my brothers yeah I hope they never fold
Yeah we rollin up the dope
Tinted windows on the door
Tinted windows on the door my niggas we on the road
I ain't ever gon fold we pourin up by the fours
Stop bringing up my last bitch that shit old
That shit cold I ain't fuckin with a hoe
When I first had a dream I was nine years old
Stadium seats filled with my niggas first row
We in the big fields we gettin bankrolls
I'm on a big stage I'm singing my soul
I don't know if I'm alright
Baby I wrote a scripture yeah I'm feelin so alive
Member' all them days and all them lonely nights
Kept myself safe can't keep living your lies
Keep living your lies
We was in the backends
Member all them days that you was cappin
Past tense
I remember when you talked like that I knew I caught you lacking
When these bitches doing that can't help but lose attraction
Ion want no discussion
Throw away all the fussin
I just want a band my nigga yeah I be rushin
These bitches in my head I think I got a concussion
I'm runnin to the bread while im fuckin up on her cousin
Can't let go
Can't let go
Can't
Can't let go

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