Remi-T - How Many Secrets? Lyrics

Run into a problem, you better not turn running man
Couple problems came my way and I turned running man
Every f*cking time, man, I felt less of a man
Real shit

Gotta remember that these problems aren't forever, man
Act off emotion and these problems turn forever, man
I gotta be a better man
Gotta move clever, man

Not just balling in the summer, any f*cking weather, man
You ain't know I was this cold like the weather, man
Need to stack a hundred bands
Need to turn that hundred to a hundred M's

Need to turn that hundred to a hundred B's
Baby, you don't get it, we gon' rule the whole galaxy
Only haters mad at me
I always kept it P, I always kept it G

Never snaked by me
Royal mail need middleman fees
These packs coming three
Never getting caught, it's never free me

I'm never saying cheese
Smoking on some Shatter
Baby, what's the matter
I take you to the manor

Alfred brings the platter
And now she want a dagger
All up on my face
And I said, yes

I'm nasty off the wray
He just beat the case
We prayed for NFA
28 days

He caught another case, man
All my f*cking days, but
Back to my preaching
Jealousy's such a weird trait

Why you leeching
Still get flashbacks
Of uncy's tires screeching
Blinded by the truth

And then your nose started bleeding
Hunting season's coming up
I'm weeding out weaklings
I swear, hunting season's coming up

I'm weeding out weaklings
Girls going through your phone
Man, that shit is treason
I guess we weren't raised the same

How many secrets
How many secrets
How many
How many

Stay healthy, mayn