Hollywood FLOSS - Voices lyrics
rate me(Feat. Western Tink)
Yeah
Slowly losing myself
Hearing all type of voices
No, I was sure to be right
And still making our own choices
You can try to live my life on me
How can win it, don’t know me
Never win where I’m tryin’ to go
So where you go, how you’re gonna show me?
Cut ‘em all, f*ck ‘em all, don’t need them,
I’m a boss, sick my boss, how I treat em
Relative say I have changed,
And in time I don’t please them
Try to that way, left for broke
Head in the piffany and my conscious spoke
These niggas don’t care about you, only cash
Where were they when you were left for your ..
No phone calls, no happy birthdays
Some wanna talk to in the worse way
So I had to contemplate and ask myself
Should I try live in this earth day
Hell no, never let this suckers win
I got the heart of a price fighter Mexican
Quick feeling sorry for yourself,
Hold your head up and floss but got your chest again
Hook:
Some say I’m too hush
Get a life
Stick a niddle in your eye
Doing twice
‘cause y’all blind to my situation
In fact get your hands off my pocket
I don’t owe you jet
Voices say I’m wrong but the feelings right
Voices say I’m wrong but the .. right
Long as I go with my heart in mind
I gotta be right, right.
This voice tells me I’m wrong when I know I’m wrong
This voice tells me I’m wrong when I know I’m wrong
This voice tells me I’m wrong when I know I’m wrong
I don’t lie rock stone hurt and nigga even try to kill
So people die I was so closed to me,
Off the next guy I’m still here
Let’s calling up the ducks sack and .. you when the sunset
Thinking how I ain’t done yet,
Tell em I can .. and it used to be a war that
‘cause my mind stayin’ calm back
One side tryin’ to make a nigga quit,
Other side ain’t feelin’ that shit,
Me deep in the game, tryin to keep the ball ballin on
No, now I’m heading for a 17s click
But f*ck that shit, I mean hear me for
I’m learning how the school shit go
Nigga gotta s*ck deep in the mouth,
I say death don’t try to put life in this phone call
Like you stone cold,
Busting nigga, but being hands on this still costing nigga
I only trust full fars, I can trust ‘em niggas
you’re chasing money you didn’t lose ‘em nigga
hold hold up, money ain’t shit and I repeat that with the nigga last breath
Give me that bitch, you bring me success
Give my name rolling off their lips
When you mention hat for real, when we was on the set
And he acted every word that he said
Birth every id in his head,
And move to the heart beat I was in his chest
To the last left terms and eat it up in the right place
Started off slow but end it up for the good pace
I just stay away from all the ..he say, she say
Then never let the world and hear em off in the wrong way
This voice tells me I’m wrong when I know I’m wrong
This voice tells me I’m wrong when I know I’m wrong
This voice tells me I’m wrong when I know I’m wrong
This voice tells me I’m wrong when I know I’m wrong
