Mother raised me con a little father
Drama could never change me
Ever sense I ponder upon the water
Commas added on to the problems no
Big fam feeling like a foster tossing thoughts like some motherf*cking pasta
Welcome to the space I'm the diorama
Seldom for the face backing all the bars
Shooting for the stars looping all my scars
Just to get a fruit? Aloof to the check
Repping FTM but I ain't a nigga set trippin
Ain't no net but you stay fishing
Rock em drop a tooth bet you stay wishing
You a sicky nigga Imma stay distant ain't a blicky imma spray with the lips
Pray for the bliss craving a spliff just to get lit
But the pack trash lame then a bitch aim no assist
Bae let it rip nigga pass my blade to the fist
Slayed in a minute hate when a nigga dip
Came with the wit tame where I spit rain all up on the cliff
Waves with a nigga ways I don't need a praise I'm above drip
A where the heart stays I be beaming rays as the sun shifts
Pain all up in the brain but it ain't a chain weighing on my shit
'Cane covers up the stains I be with a J heightening the fifth
Days living in the raise just to get a taste of what we call bliss
Pain lingered on the face If they call fades
Asking for a fist
Blazed after every Jay keep it high grade
If my Brodie twist it
Spliff what gifted me the wisdom
Hidden if you couldn't whiff it
People love to act funny turn into a dummy When you move distant
I can't even front em usually I chuckle
Now they never see me grinning
Niggas Couldn't face they spinach
Sha embracing better living
Hope my shoulder give a shiver
Bitch I know you live malicious
Niggas living stagnant figures they abandoned like sinks and dirty dishes
I don't claim to be a gangsta but still I'll take your f*ckin digits
Niggas know they living fake tough never been in any scrimmage
I hope homie learn to wake up ask they father for forgiveness
Lord I pray these niggas shape up and clean the blemish on they image
It's gonna take a lot of hard work you searching for a new beginning
Whole squadron got a cup to pop corks I'm winning if the posse winning
The odds won't stop the mob of hard work to make a living off of thinking
(Yuh ayyy yaow
Ayy ohh)
To the top with Xion nigga
Spoke the truth no lion nigga)
Xionion - Change Me (feat. Reiiki APOLLO & Risha Mills) Lyrics
Xionion - Change Me (feat. Reiiki APOLLO & Risha Mills) Lyrics
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Mother raised me con a little father
Drama could never change me
Ever sense I ponder upon the water
Commas added on to the problems no
Big fam feeling like a foster tossing thoughts like some motherf*cking pasta
Welcome to the space I'm the diorama
Seldom for the face backing all the bars
Shooting for the stars looping all my scars
Just to get a fruit? Aloof to the check
Repping FTM but I ain't a nigga set trippin
Ain't no net but you stay fishing
Rock em drop a tooth bet you stay wishing
You a sicky nigga Imma stay distant ain't a blicky imma spray with the lips
Pray for the bliss craving a spliff just to get lit
But the pack trash lame then a bitch aim no assist
Bae let it rip nigga pass my blade to the fist
Slayed in a minute hate when a nigga dip
Came with the wit tame where I spit rain all up on the cliff
Waves with a nigga ways I don't need a praise I'm above drip
A where the heart stays I be beaming rays as the sun shifts
Pain all up in the brain but it ain't a chain weighing on my shit
'Cane covers up the stains I be with a J heightening the fifth
Days living in the raise just to get a taste of what we call bliss
Pain lingered on the face If they call fades
Asking for a fist
Blazed after every Jay keep it high grade
If my Brodie twist it
Spliff what gifted me the wisdom
Hidden if you couldn't whiff it
People love to act funny turn into a dummy When you move distant
I can't even front em usually I chuckle
Now they never see me grinning
Niggas Couldn't face they spinach
Sha embracing better living
Hope my shoulder give a shiver
Bitch I know you live malicious
Niggas living stagnant figures they abandoned like sinks and dirty dishes
I don't claim to be a gangsta but still I'll take your f*ckin digits
Niggas know they living fake tough never been in any scrimmage
I hope homie learn to wake up ask they father for forgiveness
Lord I pray these niggas shape up and clean the blemish on they image
It's gonna take a lot of hard work you searching for a new beginning
Whole squadron got a cup to pop corks I'm winning if the posse winning
The odds won't stop the mob of hard work to make a living off of thinking
(Yuh ayyy yaow
Ayy ohh)
To the top with Xion nigga
Spoke the truth no lion nigga)
Drama could never change me
Ever sense I ponder upon the water
Commas added on to the problems no
Big fam feeling like a foster tossing thoughts like some motherf*cking pasta
Welcome to the space I'm the diorama
Seldom for the face backing all the bars
Shooting for the stars looping all my scars
Just to get a fruit? Aloof to the check
Repping FTM but I ain't a nigga set trippin
Ain't no net but you stay fishing
Rock em drop a tooth bet you stay wishing
You a sicky nigga Imma stay distant ain't a blicky imma spray with the lips
Pray for the bliss craving a spliff just to get lit
But the pack trash lame then a bitch aim no assist
Bae let it rip nigga pass my blade to the fist
Slayed in a minute hate when a nigga dip
Came with the wit tame where I spit rain all up on the cliff
Waves with a nigga ways I don't need a praise I'm above drip
A where the heart stays I be beaming rays as the sun shifts
Pain all up in the brain but it ain't a chain weighing on my shit
'Cane covers up the stains I be with a J heightening the fifth
Days living in the raise just to get a taste of what we call bliss
Pain lingered on the face If they call fades
Asking for a fist
Blazed after every Jay keep it high grade
If my Brodie twist it
Spliff what gifted me the wisdom
Hidden if you couldn't whiff it
People love to act funny turn into a dummy When you move distant
I can't even front em usually I chuckle
Now they never see me grinning
Niggas Couldn't face they spinach
Sha embracing better living
Hope my shoulder give a shiver
Bitch I know you live malicious
Niggas living stagnant figures they abandoned like sinks and dirty dishes
I don't claim to be a gangsta but still I'll take your f*ckin digits
Niggas know they living fake tough never been in any scrimmage
I hope homie learn to wake up ask they father for forgiveness
Lord I pray these niggas shape up and clean the blemish on they image
It's gonna take a lot of hard work you searching for a new beginning
Whole squadron got a cup to pop corks I'm winning if the posse winning
The odds won't stop the mob of hard work to make a living off of thinking
(Yuh ayyy yaow
Ayy ohh)
To the top with Xion nigga
Spoke the truth no lion nigga)
Writer: Zion Greely, Ricardo Magnus
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid