Sistanem (Clean)歌词-JID

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Sistanem (Clean) - JID

Lyrics by：Destin Route/Kameron Cole/John Welch/James Blake Litherland/Taalib Johnson/Osunlade/Eric Roberson

Composed by：Destin Route/Kameron Cole/John Welch/James Blake Litherland/Taalib Johnson/Osunlade/Eric Roberson

Cole you stupid

Look you told me never let this get a hold of me

You hate to see me hurt you wanna hurt someone for me

Way too down to Earth don't do no dirt for me please

I don't need nobody else takin' a deal or a plea

God knowin' what I'm doin' he gon' deal with me

N***as ain't cut like that she'll kill for me

And I don't care if we don't speak for like a million weeks

You right there when I need you

But I know these ain't your kind of people

I finally bought a home to raise my family

I'm done with all the h*es and they anatomies

I tried to call your phone again you said It wasn't on

And by the time you got my letter I was long gone

Back on the road gone with the wind blows

Packin' the shows h*es and the nymphos platinum and gold

You know how this **** go when family's gone

You don't know what you here for uh

Just remember remember when mm

Mommies daughters martyrs callers

Ballers fathers all the fallen

Mommies daughters martyrs callers

Ballers fathers all the fallen

Look you said I shouldn't worry 'bout the fame

You seem to be concerned of what you heard about the game

'Cause soon as n***as get a little change n***as change

And playin' with the Lord's name sayin' it in vain

You heard a song and said I did the same thing

You seein' somethin' different in my eyes and she emphasized

And I ain't get it at the time I couldn't listen

Had to call her back line packed sold out tickets

I'm on the wrong track road back **** it I'm hittin' it

On the road I'ma bulldoze the globe for the dough

She know she happy that we doin' better than before

As long as I'm sellin' shows you ain't sellin' for your soul

I felt like she was yellin' like Azealia in that megaphone

Said I'ma hit you in the mornin' keep your message on

I did my set then sat alone for a second by myself

Asked questions choices destination courses

Highways routes voices rollin'

Voices goin' on and on and on it's noisy

I'm not the only one affected by the poison in the mind

And the lifestyle that shine from the iced-out diamonds

That combine with misogynistic mindsets

Dialect from slave die tribe they tryna dissect to re-digest

I tossed that mindset overboard like an object

I'm tryna find a letter to the Lord from the projects

'Cause when I was a boy I didn't know that we was poor

And now I'm on tour I got a moment to explore

And show my n***as somethin' we ain't never seen before

Open doors so you know I'm goin'

Back on the road gone with the wind blows

Packin' the shows h*es and nymphos platinum and gold

You know how this **** go when family's gone

You don't know what you here for uh

Just remember remember when mm

Mommies daughters martyrs callers

Ballers fathers all the fallen

Mommies daughters martyrs callers

Ballers fathers all the fallen

Why do I get so d**n high that I can't feel my face

Try and try to free my mind but I can't find a way

Why do I get so d**n high that I can't feel my face

Try and try to free my mind but I can't find a way

Look I never gave that much a **** about this ****

To let it challenge my integrity

But you questionin' me got me back and you thinkin' less of me

The lesson in this **** is we should talk face to face **** the messagin'

Meet me in the flesh and you can see that I'm still lil' Destin

Lil' brubbie lil' BB bald head as a baby in the Huggies

Stunt like my dad I'm a druggie

Money in my hands but it's bloody

Try to understand if you love me ayy

Make plans we can roll like the old days

FaceTime call came with a stone-cold face

We don't talk often when we do it's an Are you okay

Somebody ****in' with you

I'm on the way

It's on the waist I can tell the way you look that ain't the case

Figured you was mad at me

When you said you need a break from the family

And you not participatin' in no Pagan holiday gatherings

And ever since I start rappin' I ain't never in Atlanta too long

And I hate havin' to only see the family when somethin' bad happen

Like when Granny passed I ain't wanna answer the phone

Writin' in my pad hopin' that I don't remember these wrongs

Last time I seen you we was sendin' her home

October November December was gone

But on the 25th we gotta be there for mom

I'm tired of today can I see you tomorrow

I could be on the way soon as I finish this song

So you can see I'm still true in everything that I been doin'

And I don't **** with the Devil but I know he pursuin'

And I know that Jesus died thirty-three like Ewing

And he prolly did the same **** that we like doin'

I know you got to feel the animosity bloomin'

It's gettin' bad and I'm sad our relationship ruined over some trash

But it's past that

Send me all the money that I gave you over Cashapp back

Since you actin' as if you

We're sorry you have reached a number that is

Aw

That's ****ed up

That's ****ed that's ****ed man that's right