Bloodshed by Kte Tone Lyrics
Na na na na na
Put my pain on this mic
Put my pain on this mic
Cold cold world
But It's what you make of it
I just wanna see my gang on
My mama happy
'Cause you know
We came from nothing
So why not try
If we fall at lease we ain't gotta have no regrets
But who the fuck said we couldn't make it
Haahahaa
Yeah a'ight
Watch me
Wake up sweating from my sleep, but it's fucking cold
Put my pain on a mic, KTE I'm on
I'm with the gang, bitch they seen us and them bitches froze
Step on 'em fast, we got shit stains through our fucking soles
Either the party or the club, we gone give a show
She flexed up on me before I had it, gave her to my bro
I'm stuck in prison, but my voice
Heard through them fuckin' walls
Ain't had no pussy, been a while I'm all up in her walls
When luh hot died back in fifteen
We was ducking law
I called my sister on a phone, twin i'm missing yall
I gotta plan, just gotta get back in my mode
(I'm) steady grinding fuck the opps, and fuck them grimey hoes
I'm 20, 21 next year that's when I pray i'm home
I'm tryna step on these fuck niggas, do it on my own
If no one got me
I know steno he gone pass the Glock
Convicted felon, I was just tryna go score a knot
I Did it all for lee lee, and precious, swear them my two hearts
I rather stack and stay out the way, and let my songs hit charts
Put my plaques throughout my home, just to say I made it far
Sometimes i wake from nightmares, loved ones shooting me with darts
If i get killed in the streets, it;s 'cause my nigga cut me
Was 'pose to be my nigga, he turnt out to be like chucky
Them types don't need 'em in my lane, I cut em off lil buddi
(I had to cut you off) Yeah
Pain in my eyes
I done seen so many loved ones die
I been back stabbed way too many times
Pro'lly why they never see it in my eyes
Luh hot know he keepin' me alive
Lord heal us, save the youth from our demise
Jail calls, hate to hear my mama crying
They be telling me they hear when they lying
Pain in my eyes
I done seen so many loved ones die
I been back stabbed way too many times
Pro'lly why they never see it in my eyes
Luh hot know he keepin' me alive
Lord heal us, save the youth from our demise
Jail calls, hate to hear my mama crying
They be telling me they hear when they lying
Pull off fast in the lot, laughing cause I'm home
Can't shake the block, if you need me, I'll be in the yo
Pop out in traffic, Balenciagas, two chains, Titty Boy
Them bitches stop like who is that
Her newest favorite artist
I'm from the projects, so i flex, 'cause I remember starving
Skrtt off old nat, slide on B, they screaming 29
If it's some green between these blue faces
They no longer mine
Shawty take these 1s and 20s, they really a waste a time
But damn, tell me what's up witcha shawty you a dime
And I can't throw my niggas under, I won't drop no dime
Put on my block, and if you starve with me, then you my kind
Put on my niggas, stick together like some elmers glue
I'm from the south, this shit get hectic, we made channel two
A bunch of wolves in my pack
You know we trained the go
Most times i cry alone, I can't let 'em see me broke
I rather eat last than starve, no sitting on my ass
I'm in my lane, but if they come wrong it's a body bag
I seen what death do to mothers, can't put my mom through that
No I can't put my mama through it
I seen what death do to mothers, can't put my mom through that
Nah nah nah
Lord just stick with me through all these obstacles
They ain't tryna see me make it
No no no no
Pain in my eyes
Put my pain on this mic
Put my pain on this mic
Cold cold world
But It's what you make of it
I just wanna see my gang on
My mama happy
'Cause you know
We came from nothing
So why not try
If we fall at lease we ain't gotta have no regrets
But who the fuck said we couldn't make it
Haahahaa
Yeah a'ight
Watch me
Wake up sweating from my sleep, but it's fucking cold
Put my pain on a mic, KTE I'm on
I'm with the gang, bitch they seen us and them bitches froze
Step on 'em fast, we got shit stains through our fucking soles
Either the party or the club, we gone give a show
She flexed up on me before I had it, gave her to my bro
I'm stuck in prison, but my voice
Heard through them fuckin' walls
Ain't had no pussy, been a while I'm all up in her walls
When luh hot died back in fifteen
We was ducking law
I called my sister on a phone, twin i'm missing yall
I gotta plan, just gotta get back in my mode
(I'm) steady grinding fuck the opps, and fuck them grimey hoes
I'm 20, 21 next year that's when I pray i'm home
I'm tryna step on these fuck niggas, do it on my own
If no one got me
I know steno he gone pass the Glock
Convicted felon, I was just tryna go score a knot
I Did it all for lee lee, and precious, swear them my two hearts
I rather stack and stay out the way, and let my songs hit charts
Put my plaques throughout my home, just to say I made it far
Sometimes i wake from nightmares, loved ones shooting me with darts
If i get killed in the streets, it;s 'cause my nigga cut me
Was 'pose to be my nigga, he turnt out to be like chucky
Them types don't need 'em in my lane, I cut em off lil buddi
(I had to cut you off) Yeah
Pain in my eyes
I done seen so many loved ones die
I been back stabbed way too many times
Pro'lly why they never see it in my eyes
Luh hot know he keepin' me alive
Lord heal us, save the youth from our demise
Jail calls, hate to hear my mama crying
They be telling me they hear when they lying
Pain in my eyes
I done seen so many loved ones die
I been back stabbed way too many times
Pro'lly why they never see it in my eyes
Luh hot know he keepin' me alive
Lord heal us, save the youth from our demise
Jail calls, hate to hear my mama crying
They be telling me they hear when they lying
Pull off fast in the lot, laughing cause I'm home
Can't shake the block, if you need me, I'll be in the yo
Pop out in traffic, Balenciagas, two chains, Titty Boy
Them bitches stop like who is that
Her newest favorite artist
I'm from the projects, so i flex, 'cause I remember starving
Skrtt off old nat, slide on B, they screaming 29
If it's some green between these blue faces
They no longer mine
Shawty take these 1s and 20s, they really a waste a time
But damn, tell me what's up witcha shawty you a dime
And I can't throw my niggas under, I won't drop no dime
Put on my block, and if you starve with me, then you my kind
Put on my niggas, stick together like some elmers glue
I'm from the south, this shit get hectic, we made channel two
A bunch of wolves in my pack
You know we trained the go
Most times i cry alone, I can't let 'em see me broke
I rather eat last than starve, no sitting on my ass
I'm in my lane, but if they come wrong it's a body bag
I seen what death do to mothers, can't put my mom through that
No I can't put my mama through it
I seen what death do to mothers, can't put my mom through that
Nah nah nah
Lord just stick with me through all these obstacles
They ain't tryna see me make it
No no no no
Pain in my eyes