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iamR.O.N - To Whom It May Concern (feat. Owduvit, Pflames & Vince Krow) Lyrics



iamR.O.N - To Whom It May Concern (feat. Owduvit, Pflames & Vince Krow) Lyrics
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I know that's how it is now
Mhm mhm
You keep on being abused
You keep on being misused now
That's how it is, it ain't a doggone thing you can do
Another look up and down, another turned cheek
It's like you got a case of the Mondays
Every single day of the week
These footprints all over your back but you just gotta keep on marching
Someone points a finger at you and these fools wanna shit starting
I pull my head over and step right through these deepest puddles
All these daily demons prepared for my only next rebuttal
I shine my light the brightest, it effects me just the slightest
Sit down and take notes, I'm Pennywise and hope floats
A pest to these fools, they bugging so I pull the rug from under em
Blind like Stevie Wonder em
Time to solve the conundrum
A rhyme to the chest like thunder I'm
Fine with a test to blunder em
Haters wanna keep me down but I slide right out from under em
Sunshine days with blue skies and y'all ain't stopping me
I'll be playing King of the Hill, this game of no one on top of me
A slave to the trade of greenbacks and capitalism
But with all your criticism, I got this mad lyricism
I know that's how it is now
Mhm mhm
You keep on being abused
You keep on being misused now
That's how it is, it ain't a doggone thing you can do
I returned with the passion of Christ
A God to niggas, some could say I gave thee life
Hoes, tried to put my soul on ice
Now they sit back and watch me ball out of spite
It's gorgeous nigga, flow still flawless nigga
I'm sick with the shit, leave foes nauseous nigga
I kill shit, speed dial the coroner nigga
All my f*cks is in mourning nigga
Look I walk on water while I talk to the dead
There's thorns in my crown, all these crown has gone to my head
Burning the bed and all the demons I left in it
Then the burn the bridge on my path to redemption
Ain't shit I'm forgiving or forgetting, let it be known
Born alone to die alone, you could call it my zone
Coronavirus to these mic devices
Even the devil herself couldn't stop a niggas shining
I'm timeless
I know that's how it is now
Mhm mhm
You keep on being abused
You keep on being misused now
That's how it is, it ain't a doggone thing you can do
I keep my circle tight, remind them of what we working for
Slave niggas getting hairy, popping out looking like Voldemort
Conversations and polaroids walking all through them corridors
No loyal feed the beard I told homie it feel like storage wars, I
Came from the gutter, I was raised by my mother, I seen that woman suffer
No more pain and discovered, I asked God for an answer but all he did was mumble
It ain't a doggone thing you can do
So why you niggas test me
Knowing Krow acting fooly
He just chilling with the pole like an intro to Dreamworks movie
Deep conversation for features
Bitch niggas acting like groupies
You'll be featured on the news, body floating up like a buoy
I crawled up from the bottom, like my life was on the line
I want my ring with the same team, can't respect if you switching sides
There's still blood on my palm, there's still pain in my eyes
And to whom it may concern, prepare for genocide
Right
I know that's how it is now
Mhm mhm
You keep on being abused
You keep on being misused now
That's how it is, it ain't a doggone thing you can do
Look
Put on that hip hop right after that R&B shit
No longer a little nigga, so don't get it twisted
I'll put out some lame shit, see what y'all do with it
Have Owduvit do the quarterback snap, hit you back to back
With tracks that'll peel your wig cap back
Had some old bros that loved to save hoes like it's the last dance
Gon' tell me to throw the whole bitch away
Then go wait by the trashcan
Them ain't the niggas I brought me, I'm on some new shit so
It ain't a doggone thing you can do
I've had family making diss tracks
Ain't that shit crazy, how you say you f*ck with me
But deep down I know that you hate
What's f*cked up is I'm a fan and you ain't even play the record for me
You played it for all of them niggas who truthfully are loyal to me
That's a lot of nerve, when I'm the one who always help you out
Switch to do a diss for the brother that deserves a shout out
The world cold than a bitch, maybe climate change is fake though
But I'll never diss any niggas who can't even match my level
Lost my little brother to the system but it's off decisions he made
I'm just tryna make it out here so I can make sure he straight
But that's a lot of stress if a nigga ain't gon' ever change
I'm just saying, if you got kids who need you when is your life gon' switch lanes
There's a lot of lazy artist who don't ever wanna do shit
Think I'm supposed to carry the ball and record all their f*cking music
Be there for them to chase a dream that ain't my own
Shit foolish, but couldn't be there for me when I was going through all my shit
No f*ck that I ain't the one to call on no more
You knew Milo, but not R.O.N, I ain't the one to carry the ball no more
I got my own agenda I'm on, I ain't the one to blame
Had to kill Milo so you f*ck niggas could no longer use my name
Y'all don't know how many times that I've wished to die
Especially after conversation with my mom in the sky
Ain't tryna chase a rap dream until I'm 49
To whom it may concern just know that this is my last time
I know that's how it is now
Mhm mhm
You keep on being abused
You keep on being misused now
That's how it is, it ain't a doggone thing you can do
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I know that's how it is now
Mhm mhm
You keep on being abused
You keep on being misused now
That's how it is, it ain't a doggone thing you can do
Another look up and down, another turned cheek
It's like you got a case of the Mondays
Every single day of the week
These footprints all over your back but you just gotta keep on marching
Someone points a finger at you and these fools wanna shit starting
I pull my head over and step right through these deepest puddles
All these daily demons prepared for my only next rebuttal
I shine my light the brightest, it effects me just the slightest
Sit down and take notes, I'm Pennywise and hope floats
A pest to these fools, they bugging so I pull the rug from under em
Blind like Stevie Wonder em
Time to solve the conundrum
A rhyme to the chest like thunder I'm
Fine with a test to blunder em
Haters wanna keep me down but I slide right out from under em
Sunshine days with blue skies and y'all ain't stopping me
I'll be playing King of the Hill, this game of no one on top of me
A slave to the trade of greenbacks and capitalism
But with all your criticism, I got this mad lyricism
I know that's how it is now
Mhm mhm
You keep on being abused
You keep on being misused now
That's how it is, it ain't a doggone thing you can do
I returned with the passion of Christ
A God to niggas, some could say I gave thee life
Hoes, tried to put my soul on ice
Now they sit back and watch me ball out of spite
It's gorgeous nigga, flow still flawless nigga
I'm sick with the shit, leave foes nauseous nigga
I kill shit, speed dial the coroner nigga
All my f*cks is in mourning nigga
Look I walk on water while I talk to the dead
There's thorns in my crown, all these crown has gone to my head
Burning the bed and all the demons I left in it
Then the burn the bridge on my path to redemption
Ain't shit I'm forgiving or forgetting, let it be known
Born alone to die alone, you could call it my zone
Coronavirus to these mic devices
Even the devil herself couldn't stop a niggas shining
I'm timeless
I know that's how it is now
Mhm mhm
You keep on being abused
You keep on being misused now
That's how it is, it ain't a doggone thing you can do
I keep my circle tight, remind them of what we working for
Slave niggas getting hairy, popping out looking like Voldemort
Conversations and polaroids walking all through them corridors
No loyal feed the beard I told homie it feel like storage wars, I
Came from the gutter, I was raised by my mother, I seen that woman suffer
No more pain and discovered, I asked God for an answer but all he did was mumble
It ain't a doggone thing you can do
So why you niggas test me
Knowing Krow acting fooly
He just chilling with the pole like an intro to Dreamworks movie
Deep conversation for features
Bitch niggas acting like groupies
You'll be featured on the news, body floating up like a buoy
I crawled up from the bottom, like my life was on the line
I want my ring with the same team, can't respect if you switching sides
There's still blood on my palm, there's still pain in my eyes
And to whom it may concern, prepare for genocide
Right
I know that's how it is now
Mhm mhm
You keep on being abused
You keep on being misused now
That's how it is, it ain't a doggone thing you can do
Look
Put on that hip hop right after that R&B shit
No longer a little nigga, so don't get it twisted
I'll put out some lame shit, see what y'all do with it
Have Owduvit do the quarterback snap, hit you back to back
With tracks that'll peel your wig cap back
Had some old bros that loved to save hoes like it's the last dance
Gon' tell me to throw the whole bitch away
Then go wait by the trashcan
Them ain't the niggas I brought me, I'm on some new shit so
It ain't a doggone thing you can do
I've had family making diss tracks
Ain't that shit crazy, how you say you f*ck with me
But deep down I know that you hate
What's f*cked up is I'm a fan and you ain't even play the record for me
You played it for all of them niggas who truthfully are loyal to me
That's a lot of nerve, when I'm the one who always help you out
Switch to do a diss for the brother that deserves a shout out
The world cold than a bitch, maybe climate change is fake though
But I'll never diss any niggas who can't even match my level
Lost my little brother to the system but it's off decisions he made
I'm just tryna make it out here so I can make sure he straight
But that's a lot of stress if a nigga ain't gon' ever change
I'm just saying, if you got kids who need you when is your life gon' switch lanes
There's a lot of lazy artist who don't ever wanna do shit
Think I'm supposed to carry the ball and record all their f*cking music
Be there for them to chase a dream that ain't my own
Shit foolish, but couldn't be there for me when I was going through all my shit
No f*ck that I ain't the one to call on no more
You knew Milo, but not R.O.N, I ain't the one to carry the ball no more
I got my own agenda I'm on, I ain't the one to blame
Had to kill Milo so you f*ck niggas could no longer use my name
Y'all don't know how many times that I've wished to die
Especially after conversation with my mom in the sky
Ain't tryna chase a rap dream until I'm 49
To whom it may concern just know that this is my last time
I know that's how it is now
Mhm mhm
You keep on being abused
You keep on being misused now
That's how it is, it ain't a doggone thing you can do
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Writer: Justin Powell, Kerron Stark, Nicholas Bender, Vince Seifert
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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