
Prevail Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Sometimes I wonder where the love went I just let my soul bleed
I ain't tryna make no club hit I introduced the world to this mid-dub shit
He scared to play me round his bitch, know she gon' love this
She fell in love with the kid persona ( It's true)
' I smoke exotic weed like I'm a stoner
I put a dick in my Gen 5 , I gave that bitch a boner Nigga better not touch none of these guys
or he gon' be a goner I feel like these niggas can't compare to me
I drop some shit now they addicted just like fetamine
I got my foot all on they necks where they can barely breathe
I feel like my dreams are right ahead of me They say I got the streets on fire like kerosene
Let it burn, let it burn just like kerosene You left my side just to find out that the grass wasn't green,
You let some folks get in your ear about me that's gotta sting
I leveled up, went got a badder bitch You went backwards and start fuckin' with something average
I be all in Dallas just like Luka, I'm no Maverick , I told my brother he ain't never gotta snake me, you can't have this shit
But that don't mean sit around and leech off me Shootouts back to back, my spine hurt tryna rinse bleach off me
In this life of sin, I know it's heaven or hell, A couple niggas from around the way, they wish I never prevail
My grandfather guiding me, it ain't no way I can fail & every time I touch a mic, it's like I'm casting a spell
I thank God I can rap on beats and I'm not wrapping' up bales But if I don't make it with these beats, then I'm right back to the scale
I'm right back to the trap When you trailblaze your own path, you can't expect them to clap
You can throw me in the jungle and I bet I adapt I ain't got handshakes for you pussies, I'm givin' out head taps
I'm givin' out head taps
I gotta let that motherfucker' breathe right quick… let that bitch ride
(I hope you can hear the progression nigga, New and improved shit. Coming different, K4M
I want the bust down for my wrist and she wants the Van Cleef, I want the tennis chain, All her chains Tiffany.
I know some niggas that crossed their brothers, it's so sickening & I ain't gon' never change, I'ma be this way till I'm 63
Sometimes I wonder where the love went Sometimes I wonder where the love went
Sometime times I wonder where the love went