Musica de Alamo Records del Genero: Lyrics Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Lyrics son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Alamo Records tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog LetrasFM, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Lyrics, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
Además de su talento musical, los artistas y cantantes son verdaderos profesionales en su campo. Trabajan arduamente para perfeccionar su
[Intro]
I remember just me on that curb (Just me on that curb)
I'm so lucky I ain't in a hearse (I ain't in a hearse, I ain't in a—)
[Chorus]
I'm tryna find the words
No, I cannot trust no one, but no, I never learn (I never learn)
On this road, I'm on my own, but yeah, I got a purp' (I got a purp')
Bitch, I'm awake, I'm gettin' my cake, call me the early bird
Been feelin' like the devil's tryna take my soul 'cause he know what I'm worth
I ain't rappin', this just spoken word
I remember just me on that curb
Bet they wanna come jump in that Lear, I'm so lucky I ain't in a hearse
Bitch, half my homies done left me, man, I'm like, "Damn, where they went?"
Bet I'm gon' live my life like this, this might just be the end
[Verse]
Tell them niggas come to they senses, niggas ain't gon' just give you shit (Shit)
Niggas be wantin' handouts like they a IG bad bitch
Now, what's wrong? I ain't never had a problem with the check, though (Check, though)
I be really tryna hold a zone, I keep my focus on, I be chillin' 'til you let go (Let go)
And I'm dressin' like I'm chillin' at the Met Gala (Met Gala)
Ho tryna get me, I'm tryna get better
Kill the scene, you can't even see the blood splatter (Blood splatter)
And I'm sippin' on somethin' that's fuckin' up my bladder
I don't even gotta handcuff, she mine
Your bitch layin' on a bed of lies
Goin' up, yeah, just like the profits
I'm still nauseous
[Bridge]
I'm this type of way, tryna be with you
You know you should've seen this and I see with you
Stay up off these meds just to eat with you
I learned my fuckin' lesson, gots to see it through
[Chorus]
I'm tryna find the words
No, I cannot trust no one, but no, I never learn (I never learn)
On this road, I'm on my own, but yeah, I got a purp' (I got a purp')
Bitch, I'm awake, I'm gettin' my cake, call me the early bird
Been feelin' like the devil's tryna take my soul 'cause he know what I'm worth
I ain't rappin', this just spoken word
I remember just me on that curb
Bet they wanna come jump in that Lear, I'm so lucky I ain't in a hearse
Bitch, half my homies done left me, man, I'm like, "Damn, where they went?"
Bet I'm gon' live my life like this, this might just be the e—