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lirik lagu rockie fresh – december rain


why are we even going?
i know we’re going for something
i heard that people start tripping at the push of a b-tton
so, let’s not push any b-ttons
let’s not waste any time
or have them petty discussions
and let’s just focus on running
said i’m running for whatever’s trying to take
let’s f-ck cancer, cause that cancer sh-t is crazy
i lost so many to it wish i found a cure
instead i’m smoking blunts for all my fallen ones on tour
i always kept this lil’ special group of friends
who got me through them crazy times i thought would never end
i had them late nights, i’m trying to get my cake right
the devil testing me, i had to get my sp-ce right
my main girl was tripping at the wrong time
moving into wrong ways, it caused so many long days
and even when these people doubted, i still had faith
sh-t, when them n-gg-s hate you know god is great
sh-t, i promise i will have a lot up on my plate
but i never share my food, i’m hungry i’m not being rude
before i get ridicule, i get rid of fools
cut’em off and than it’s back to making bigger moves
yea, i always bounce back on my 1, 2
if i say i’m coming through, then b-tch i’m coming through
and yea i want the money but some sh-t i won’t do
is certain sh-t i can’t do, why, because i’m not you
it’s boss moves if i take the job i get it done
the night i went to but i was back before the sun
when i was young i used to want to be kanye and andre
was playing rozay in the hallway
my momma like: “boy, you play this sh-t all day
and can’t remember one subject to get one a”
i beg the system to set me free
and i’m going hard for the life that’s meant for me
you see i’m 24 and i was 12 years a slave
but i’mma be a rich n-gg- when i will be put in the grave
real sh-t