Текст пісні Micheal Beasley - Sauce Walka

Micheal Beasley

Oowee\nOowee\nI can’t make this shit up\n(That DZ drip)\nMan, ain’t none of this shit easy\nMay look like it is, but this game was never measly\nThought you was LeBron, but you just a Michael Beasley\nA lot of niggas cornballs, a lot of niggas cheesy\nBut if they millionaires and you’re not, then who’s the weenie?\nYou can wish your whole life and never meet a genie\nYou gotta chase them dollar bills instead of them bikinis\nBooking rooms at Orsinis, making no greenery\nThat’s like a book without no words, it got no meaning\nI done seen more demons than doctors seen nose bleeding\nSo many cuts across my spirit that my soul bleeding\nIt’s so much pain up in my lyrics, the microphone bleeding\nI just try to preach the shit the purest 'cause them hoes need it\nI’m teaching niggas to be fearless 'cause lil' bro need it\nEverybody I know grew up starvin', I’ma sure feed 'em\nRich, giving back to the poor, taking pictures of it\nY’all get in the comments with the hate instead of fuckin' love it\nBut who did you inspire to give back with all that fuckin' bumpin'?\nY’all ain’t doin' shit but smokin' hookah and doin' all that clubbin'\nCOVID-19 rubbin', textin' from y’all cellphone\nTalkin' 'bout the stars who givin' back who made it on they own\nSpeakin' on our problems, forgettin' yours up in your fuckin' home\nYour son up in the living room, Macaulay Culkin, home alone\nPlease defy the chromosomes, I’m tryna put my people on\nAnd change the way our thinkin' about this world we be critiquin' on