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Rell Shaw - Address Lyrics



Rell Shaw - Address Lyrics




I heard they praying
For my failure
For my downfall
We'd get to running
When them chopper rounds sound off
Shared my shit with children
Who didn't get they shit for Christmas
I told my nigga
Leave the streets
But he ain't f*cking listen
I told my nigga Demo get it
And follow his mission
Cause it don't matter
How successful we get
Them crackers keep coming
And they just tryna shackle ya wrist
Fake people gon come around
And they gon' start asking for shit
And after the shit
They gave you
Won't stop asking for favors
Or when yo money comin
Or when you gon' sign to them labels
Man f*ck a label
F*ck you over while they
Selling you fables
That label money
Barely able
To food on ya table

Lil niggas toting 30s
When they under 20
Where I'm from
If you turn 20
It's a f*ckin blessing
Where I'm from,
It's no role models,
It's just broken bottles
Them Smith & Wessons be what stop you
When you go to college
I️ love that feeling
Taking over
When I'm under pressure
That type of pressure
When life hit me
When I️ was a freshman
I️ gotta get it
And split it
There ain't no
Second guessing
In it to win it
Cause niggas
Can't see my mama stressing

I feel this shit so f*cking deeply
I was brought up on this
We used to play this
When my parents used to argue and shit
My mama told me
Don't confuse the disagreements
With Hate
My friends ain't have no fathers
So I knew they couldn't relate
They used to think I had no struggles
Cause my father replaced
That welfare living
Check to check
Getting kicked out of our place
They thought wasn't going through it
I was never in trouble
But they ain't see my mama styling
Man that shit still her hustle
I had a girl
I used to brag upon
10 niggas
Used to smash upon
They knew that she was cheating
And the haters used to laugh along
4 years that we was dating
And I learned from her mistakes
Cause I ain't really love myself
The love she had that shit was fake
And she was on my phone, like
Sorry, did you wrong, aight
I was in my feelings
Even stopped writing my songs, and
Had snap up out it
And get right back to my vision
And I found myself some confidence
That's exactly how I'm living
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I heard they praying
For my failure
For my downfall
We'd get to running
When them chopper rounds sound off
Shared my shit with children
Who didn't get they shit for Christmas
I told my nigga
Leave the streets
But he ain't f*cking listen
I told my nigga Demo get it
And follow his mission
Cause it don't matter
How successful we get
Them crackers keep coming
And they just tryna shackle ya wrist
Fake people gon come around
And they gon' start asking for shit
And after the shit
They gave you
Won't stop asking for favors
Or when yo money comin
Or when you gon' sign to them labels
Man f*ck a label
F*ck you over while they
Selling you fables
That label money
Barely able
To food on ya table

Lil niggas toting 30s
When they under 20
Where I'm from
If you turn 20
It's a f*ckin blessing
Where I'm from,
It's no role models,
It's just broken bottles
Them Smith & Wessons be what stop you
When you go to college
I️ love that feeling
Taking over
When I'm under pressure
That type of pressure
When life hit me
When I️ was a freshman
I️ gotta get it
And split it
There ain't no
Second guessing
In it to win it
Cause niggas
Can't see my mama stressing

I feel this shit so f*cking deeply
I was brought up on this
We used to play this
When my parents used to argue and shit
My mama told me
Don't confuse the disagreements
With Hate
My friends ain't have no fathers
So I knew they couldn't relate
They used to think I had no struggles
Cause my father replaced
That welfare living
Check to check
Getting kicked out of our place
They thought wasn't going through it
I was never in trouble
But they ain't see my mama styling
Man that shit still her hustle
I had a girl
I used to brag upon
10 niggas
Used to smash upon
They knew that she was cheating
And the haters used to laugh along
4 years that we was dating
And I learned from her mistakes
Cause I ain't really love myself
The love she had that shit was fake
And she was on my phone, like
Sorry, did you wrong, aight
I was in my feelings
Even stopped writing my songs, and
Had snap up out it
And get right back to my vision
And I found myself some confidence
That's exactly how I'm living
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Writer: Terrell Shaw
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