
VELMA ft. Sollyy & emjaysoul Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I'm tryna be the Fred to someones Daphne
Only four when I saw Cardelleni on the floor
But I'm built more like Shaggy
Puffin' herb every time I'm hittin' pads
Too connected to my DAW
I'm unsure
People tell me one thing
Then I hear another then you wonder why I shut my door
No remorse
Can feel it in your voice
Tryna save your own self
Too busy up in others lore
And that's all
Time to put my head back down
Keep firing my soul through all these tracks
Never left
So how could I be back?
I'm built for this
Know I'm used to all these setbacks
Just gimme time
Know I'm in my steeze
Just gunna go straight back to doin' what I please
I'm at ease
My bloods all alright now
Been getting stronger due to blood from all our backgrounds
I'm tryna find me a Mikasa to my Eren Yaeger
In the car I'm pumping smooth fm can't fuck with CADA
They hit the dugu snitch
The government had served me papers
Had to apologise the loud noise woke up my neighbours
They see me out here
I'm on numerous capers
I'm with tahkoe and the boys at staples
We don't do car parks
We just make hard art
You don't gotta act hard if the arts hard
They all know my hustle hard
I never been on hustle hard
Lemme flex my muscles like
Pull ups on a monkey bar
Shorty love some Sexxy Redd
SkeeYee from all the head
I just want all the bread
Multigrain the way we spend
No remorse
Please get off your high horse
How you lookin' up to me when I'm short?
I don't have no time for the unsure, insecure provocateur, immature amateur
I don't really got time for an implore
On a who or what your eyes saw
Now I'm bored
I'm bored if tears fallin' like waterfalls
Then I see you doin' the same shit
I'm pressing pause
Don't really know what I saw
I know you called
What's done for none
Saw the high shores
I'm sure we could tee up a nice talk
But you're not changing
Unless the man in the sky calls
We don't really pay mind towards your final battles
Cut up my heart
Now my minds sore