Corrupted Files song by AMG Dolo from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Rap music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Corrupted Files Meaning
| [[Intro] Why don’t you speak, Cathy? [Verse 1] ‘Cause I can’t trust nobody (No) I was doing it all by myself (Myself) I didn’t need no help I didn’t do it wit’ nobody (Nobody) And it’s still jammed in the back of my head That you gotta watch out for everybody (Everybody) We don’t make no sound, catch everybody (Headlock) Fonem inchin’, he tryna catch everybody (Bow, bow, blagh) Last summer we was really hurt bad Lost brodie to that crash (Damn) I went to some parties but I don’t go to parties (Parties) ‘Cause there’s too many people And I don’t need goofy things to be started (Not at all) I’m tryna live larger (I’m tryna live larger) [Verse 2] (Why don’t you speak) ‘Cause I don’t wanna speak (Why?) They told me to be creative I’m gonna jump in the deep I want the fortune that passed down to my nieces’ niece What’s your niche? Baby I’m changin’ the flows and I’m addin’ up spice to the tea (millions) I make music whenever I wanna hear somethin’ different (Ah, ah) I FaceTime myself, he the only one understand my feelings (He know it) I look in the mirror, to talk to somebody, figure out my emotions and feelings (Whatchu want?) I was the one that was locking myself in the room with fear, I’m losing my weakness (Weakness) I don’t want a weakness You hoes be weakin’, and y’all fuck on the weekend (Uh) But you stuck on a weak end (Stuck on a weak end) Broke as fuck, ain’t got a man (Damn) Turn the inside out, now you seeing all their real colors (You see the true colors) We was poppin’ outside, if one come fight, here come the other (We jumpin’ you, nigga) We don’t bone with you niggas (Bow, bow) Allegedly, they say we shot at your brother (Gah, gah) It’s a legible, cannot see your handwriting when you undercover She the type to give out the head in the dark ’cause she can’t show others (She nasty) Sike, you in 4K (Haha) We was pushin’ on the gas, it was no breaks (Damn) We gon’ go to the top like a milkshake (Yeah) When we walk in the room, make the room shake (Ah, yeah) And I alley oop a bitch on myself like I was Blake (Yeah) Two off of the griffin like I was Satan (Yeah) And I came for one thing, why you playin? (Huh?) We’ll split a nigga wig like the Grand Canyon (Yeah) Got a choppa let off, [?] look up (Ooh) And you better just watch a bob hook-up (Damn) She a bad hoe you fuck some Dior (Yo) Or just for the hookup (Ooh) Throw the wrong letter, now you’re hangman Chokin’ for his life, man, that’s fucked up I hate niggas, I feel like I’m racist I’m going to the top and I feel like I’m racing I be splitting that bread like what is the ration I’m a highlight real, that’s why I keep flashing Trippin’ to death, I feel like I’m passing Throwing them bullets ain’t giving no passes (Yeah) , [Outro] Why don’t you speak, you act like a mad man (Yeah) Yeah, you’re changing your dreams just like we were sayin’, man Like why don’t you speak (Why don’t you speak) Why don’t you speak (Like why don’t you speak) Shh] |
