
A Shepherd to Sheep ft. Take Noel Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Cope with my loneliness, feeling vacant inside
Waiting to make it, it's just dependent on time
I'm wanting to give up, these walls getting too hard to climb
Only motivation, seeing green, like vines
And move my family out, so they don't gotta see crimes
I'm doing what niggas can't do because this talent is mine
And it's like, I don't know, nigga, I thought I felt fine
I'm the shepherd to sheep and the sheep gone follow in line
Nigga it hurt, I put my all in, that shit got like forty views
I don't wanna do no TikTok or no corny shit, refuse
Nigga keep on, test my gangsta, blow his lights out like a fuse
Like I'm Mr. Fix Up, I'm in my brain, tightening screws
Why I got all this potential? Nothing happen, I'm confused
Niggas made fun of me, I was wearing the same shoes
But now, if we lined up, I'm the one that she gone choose
Now I'm thumbing through my money, changing color, different hues
Changing color different hues, nigga
Money changing color, different hues
No, I ain doing no shit for views
Yea
Hear ye, hear ye, step aside
Put your hands together and pray to God
I'm from a whole 'nother planet where the real survive
You can't divide, the hate never changed a guy, yea
'Cus you can never change a god, I make deposits, take the profit, then I dip off
Yea I'm the type of guy she wanna get off
Yea
I think it's funny, niggas posting niggas that don't even know 'em, but not me?
I don't even fucking care if they was shooting, I wish they shot me
Life shit like a game, I'm in the jungle wit apes, Jumanji
Nigga, why is you still upping 20s? That shit not tea
Oops, I got distracted, niggas talking shit, beyond me
Keep on playing, get on a nigga Copperbottom, Rodney
Bullets fresh, the steam up on his shirt like hot salami
Star Trek, get hit with a laser, beam me up, Scotty
Got like two Latinas in the back, my Mexican mamis
They don't even know how to be original, printing copies
Feeling dead inside, no mental, walking zombie
Yea I'm black, they treat me like a criminal, may as well rob 'em
Started to cope with drank, felt empty, it didn't solve it
Waiting for him to door me, that ain work, I got it in my pocket
Nigga said come smoke, I told you I don't smoke, is you retar-
Told them boys just wait, know my time coming, Milonakis
Yea
Ight
I wanna show the world that I can rap, but I'm scared that if I do, that I'm never going back
And my moms a treat me different and my dad would disagree
Fucking music is what I love and it's y'all that made me, me
And on my last days, I don't wanna see nobody with a sad face
I hope I change the game just like a fast break, 'cus I never played to lose or get in last place
I hope that I escape all of the fast pace, 'cus I never wanna enter in the backspace
I hope that I'm remembered by my classmates, and I hope at least they turn into a fan base
So when I die, I want my pen inside a glass case, and throw it deep inside the ocean in case the glass breaks
Yea, in case the glass breaks