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Morray - Da Rant lyrics

Artist: Morray

album: Da Rant


I still feel you (need you)
Need you
Time, time
Ooh-ooh
That shit so crazy
Everybody gotta freestyle so
Ha, shit, I want one too
Yeah
Uh, demons was angels too
It depends on how the artist choose to paint the view
Even the queen loses patience on a day or two
Even Morray can make mistakes, well, let me name a few
Was running with the wrong crowd, young, dumb, mad loud
Time passed me by when I was sitting on that green mile
Fighting on the daily, sad, I had to take Khalif's smile
Niggas I done bled with, would probably let me bleed out
Back when it was all gang, blood in, blood out
It's crazy when your fam change like we ain't even blood now
Niggas acting bougie on me, we 'posed to be thugged out
Probably tell the feds my name, you probably bugged now
I can't blame that shit on you 'cause that's what fakes do
Hold up, yes, the fuck I can, pussy, I blame you
But three finger back on me 'cause I ain't blame proof
Karma is a cold real bitch and she will bang you
Made some bad decisions, lump of coal is what my gift is
Now I'm wholesome, was a misfit
I was broken, someone fixed it
Sad as fuck, I kinda miss it
Harder shell, you couldn't dent it
Breaking jaws, you need the dentist
My emotions, lease 'em, rented
Posture up, dying for your gang, who told you posse up?
Choosing death for one's beliefs, yeah, bitch, that's probably us
But on that fucking dying part, man, that's where I'm kinda stuck
'Cause nigga, it's your time to go
Why the fuck you keep on saying us?
One life to live and I plan on living
For that one life to live, your life plan on giving
Have you shitting in the bag, boy, nickname him Chitlins (ohh)
Then I will walk up to at the altar and ask God for forgiveness
Am I a bad guy for wanting shit for all I do?
I don't bless shit for free, unless you say, "Achoo"
Never getting on a knee, unless I say, "I do"
I'm too high to look down, I got a birds eye view
Moment of quiet, defiant, breaking the silence
I run the best plays, falcon vision, feel like Matt Ryan
Ball like my last name James, ball like my last name Wade
Fuck it, I ball like Mamba 'cause now I'm mentally sane
Number one, number two, I used to be glad to place
Who am I? Who are you? Pussy, you gon' learn today
Camera phones, niggas bold, scared to do that face to face
Head up, never that, they rather drive by and spray
Every generation come with different expectations
Used to want us all in college, used to want us all to make it
They don't give a fuck about us, seem like everybody famous
If we all rich with money, why the world so damn impatient?
Rushed then, you gon' learn the world cold, Russians
Niggas claiming they your brothers, acting more like cousins
Bicking back, being bool, I cannot let cause in
Played a role and lied to you, date and dime 'cause when
Red dot that don't mean a headshot, body tissue
Shave some pounds off a nigga, yeah, he got body issues
I done took a step back from the topic like I forgot the issues
Someone start this shit from the top so all the bars don't miss you
Nas, Biggie, Jay-Z, man, I need that kinda stamp
Tyson, Floyd and Ali, I'm tryna be that kinda champ
Two hundred fifty, soaking wet, heavy when it's kinda damp
Feeling like I'm KD 'cause this was just a fucking rant (rant)
'Cause this was just a fucking rant (rant)
'Cause this was just a fucking rant (rant)
Feeling like I'm KD (ooh)
'Cause this was just a fucking rant
Ooh
'Cause this was just a fucking rant
Ooh
That's it

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