im gone - Tyjuas Steelo

I would see my papa smoking weed like it was nothing In Middle School my bitch cheated on me it had me bugging I repped a crew I'm from LA you know that that's a must That's why i smoke fuck a bitch and I ain't fuck with trust 9 To 7 hit 7-Eleven Stellas be my main Smoke so loud my neighbors complain I ain't playing I've had my ups and downs than your ladies panties I also know my music is years away from Grammys I love it what it is Mama love when yall come up showing love and taking flicks She don't know the work I'm sure she knows I mean it though My biggest fear in life is leaving her alone Go figure now I got one of my own When all I think about is how I want it all like mack 1 0 Off the beat cause the world is overruled Bury me a mama's boy with a sack of weed Some headphones and a couple jewels And if I'm gone Tell everybody bout my music I was never done Tell my momma I was proud of being her son Tell my baby mama loving her was fun Tell my daughter she will always be my one and only love And if I'm gone Tell all my enemies that I was never done Tell my pops i could've been a better son Tell the homies all that hoodrat shit was fun Tell the world i never really had a problem showing love Fell off of a roof n broke my hand but never got no stitches Someone said I'm ugly I said who don't got no bitches Be clear with them and treat them proper Difference between pimp and player hoes and classy Bitches you keep calling after I've come to know there's parts of me I'll never understand though So I'm looking out the window fuck the road I've gone to jail I've done some drugs I've lived like twice and fucked enough My heart is real ive given hugs Learned from advice believe in love Living like I'm on one tell it in a song Bleed it through a pen so they remember it for long Ink it in my flesh tell it through my voice Leave a mark for Hope reflect upon a bong Let's get high though I got the blunt you got the lighter Fuck with me and I'm a lover fuck with me and I'm a fighter If my music has a message Haven's not a place more like a righteous feeling That you live by here on Earth before your soul retire And if I'm gone Tell everybody bout my music I was never done Tell my momma I was proud of being her son Tell my baby mama loving her was fun Tell my daughter she will always be my one and only love And if I'm gone Tell all my enemies that I was never done Tell my pops i couldve been a better son Tell the homies all that hoodrat shit was fun Tell the world i never really had a problem showing love Time is how you break it Life is how you take it Heaven's what you make it Time is how you break it Life is how you take it Heaven's what you make it I said Time is how you break it Life is how you take it Heaven's what you make it Time is how you break it Life is how you take it Heaven's what you make it

Roma, le mani su, eh Milano, le mani su, eh Tutti le mani su, eh E chi ci odia resta giù E se non sopravvivo a tutto questo Io perdo il controllo, io perdo il controllo Se tu non mi scrivi perdo quota e Poi perdo il controllo, io perdo il controllo Oh, ti rende sensibile sto pezzo lo capisco Dopotutto io cantavo, tu nascevi nel '96 Lo so, attento che t'abbaglia, è multi-platino sto disco Mo' la scrivi una canzone così che fa... Stop! And put you all fuckin' hands up You know my steelo, I gotta let it go This is my flow, I gotta let you know Oh, my! All right, I gotta let it go You know my steelo, ah Roma, le mani su, eh Milano, le mani su, eh Tutti le mani su, eh E chi ci odia resta giù Se non ti vedo accanto Io perdo il controllo, io perdo il controllo Se non torni ogni tanto Io perdo il controllo, io perdo il controllo Tra la gente che grida il nostro nome, fai l'amica Ma quelle urla amore e quell'amore no, non li vali mica Un sorrido, un po' di testa e sono salvo Il tuo cuore è come la tua faccia nelle foto: un grande falso You know my steelo, I gotta let it go This is my flow, I gotta let you know Oh, my! All right, I gotta let it go You know my steelo, ah Io perdo il controllo, io perdo il controllo E togliti dai piedi o ti precipito addosso E perdo il controllo, io perdo il controllo E togliti dai piedi o ti precipito addosso Tu a 16 anni hai già un video in rete A 17 droga, noia, poco o niente A 18 anni ero ansioso e troppo buono A 19 invece i tour coi Sottotono e ora Ma che grande, Tiziano, ricordi? Momenti che per molti sono morti e sepolti Se invece, con dolcezza, alla memoria li riporti Vanno persi solo quando te ne scordi Se pensi solo ai soldi, cosa ti resta? Tra le mani di una vita vissuta di fretta Rischi di perdere la testa ed è finita la festa Vuoi una vita rock'n'roll ma ci rimetti la cresta Roma, le mani su, eh Milano, le mani su, eh Tutti le mani su, eh E chi ci odia resta giù You know my steelo, I gotta let it go This is my flow, I gotta let you know Oh, my! All right, I gotta let it go You know my steelo, ah