lirik lagu siyanda mafoti - tattle
verse one]
the day he hit me up about the stuff i rock
i was standing on the porch like i got no locks
like how i let fillers try to gas me up
’cause if they ain’t chose me i’d be actually f~cked
like how i let sinners try to write me off
with a little more ink i’d be the man of the house
like i woke up one day and i know how to trust
belittle me please if you will
you won’t get me free unless you cross the amount
thеy need another one of me free
to gеt between me and the knife i gave for the fight
like how she let me bring meat from a spit for the block?
[chorus]
the streets won’t write my songs
the streets won’t write my wrongs
i’ve been painting these walls
they need me to see what i’m on
so i took of this jacket and sent me off
already trying to write my will
but the city won’t let me speak
her titties won’t let me speak
identified a new place to peak
identifiable a mould rotten cheese
i needed them to know my scores
deliver me i’m so immature
[verse two]
i know rotary pays till you call us the cops
gifted in ways marriage counselors run out
they figured i’m illiterate enough to beat the board
and find myself on one of these popping n~ggas ’cause tours
and find myself a little bitty mistress
literally in sync until you lose my lottery ticket
with half my shirt tucked in
play a little game for biscuits
that’s why i need a range ‘fore i get in me a drop
these big old rims with a little shield thing
tell her watch my torm ford
i’ve been saving up a lot for it
next minute im in business enough to bring a tombstone home
had to lose to yourself just to know who the f~ck i was
i let it breath just to puff me a spliff
hop on another song
now somebody calling me a throwback
if i knew i’d also wanted you to know that
[chorus]
the streets won’t write my songs
the streets won’t write my wrongs
i’ve been painting these walls
they need me to see what i’m on
so i took of this jacket and sent me off
already trying to write my will
but the city won’t let me speak
her titties won’t let me speak
identified a new place to peak
identifiable a mould rotten cheese
i needed them to know my scores
deliver me i’m so immature
[verse three]
hook up the spot
how much you got?
i think i’m building me enough for a new exchange
let no man claim i ain’t work me enough for a plot
t flourishing with all of these kids that want to know how
to write a song for the heart
how to make a mood change or how to add a little spark to the art
i bet somebody listen if it ain’t about money or chipotle
on this very song, it probably might have saved my life
probably might have showed me the light
used to be a sucker for a punch now i sulk over books with a knife
[chorus]
the streets won’t write my songs
the streets won’t write my wrongs
i’ve been painting these walls
they need me to see what i’m on
so i took of this jacket and sent me off
already trying to write my will
but the city won’t let me speak
her titties won’t let me speak
identified a new place to peak
identifiable a mould rotten cheese
i needed them to know my scores
deliver me i’m so immature
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