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Lyrify.me

Middle Widdle by Raydeo Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2021

I-I-I understand, nah, I get it
If it weren't for me, I would listen
Told myself I was enough like a mission
Globally known always winning
Double 04, straight pimpin'
Wearing Rocawear to the fair
With the best kicks, fuzzy hair
Lived a risky life, truth or dare
Never been caught up
Anything I believed, I knuckled up
Was a young buck until they knuck
Switching
Mommy in the kitchen
Daddy in the streets, while his kids stay free Getting anything they need, like that new Playstation
Even if they wasn't patient, had to keep a smile
Now, listen

This ain't about me
More like that's the shit around me
Spilled my feelings 'til about 3
Maybe 'bout ye high, brave guy, living through the daytime
Supa dupa
Watching foghorn the rooster
Filling up my bowl with boosters
Never worried my mind was looser
Man, a nigga was blank and stuck like medusa
Ah
Fate dictated, inspirations
Kept my head up high, full metal patriot
Battle my beliefs, my truth was very secret
'Til the war is one, I'll live on feet, not knees
Walking to uplift my dreams
The cousin of death will not finish me
Oh please, this is my fatigue
The day I rest is the day I feel complete, yeee
(Sing along)
I'm sensitive about it
I often act all froze
Staying true to myself, 'cause myself is someone no one knows
Talking like I'm somebody
I take no drugs, I'm sorry
Going day by day like it's Groundhog Day
Instead, it goes entirely
Express the love through doves
I bloomed then watered up
They watched then came like what
Self esteem could save you, bruh
People only there to not repair and feed on what you want
Leeching, call it thieving, ain't no honor among the outer lust
Good times be the bad times, but the bad times be the worst
It's a curse
Hitting first
Need for greed, lack the peace
Grab the key, reverse
Introvert, breaking down my verse
It be rough but the growth within the dirt
Fuckin' turd
No overnight success, do the best
Put in all the work
Keep it rocking, family first
Got myself a woman I could call my own
Proud to be her church
Praying on the days to make her days the best and not the worst
Now I'm living two lives, being the one and the good guy
Hi
Wish things were sci-fi like
Running on the limelight, right
Shooting stars all through the night
Recall, total my effect to y'all
Overall, can't be perfect if you don't trip and fall
I could go on and on and on
Funkin' on this song
Baduizm my religion
Know my worth, that's self reflection
At the end I hope they listen
'Cause yeah yeah
Boy done did it
Spirit guided shit, I'm lifted
Mom and dad your son is gifted
Sorry if I never listen

Love
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Love

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