Lyrics:
Judge me off of the old stuff
Level headed but still preparing
For Armageddon big rocket
That knock your socket
That arm severed
Play it cool but these
but God was preparing me
They said that I cried, i know He was
There for me because he went there for me
Hands to the
Sky, and not for prosperity, not
like I became a different person I
Brought up things from the past
Now it's coming back to hurt
Me I hope for the best but I'm preparing for
The worst
There's some layers to this nigga
Your girl at home, heel wearing
Preparing for this nigga
And I, simply put, give
Her whatever she need, whatever the beat
this pain
I don't give a fuck how you feel in an hour
I'm preparing my grave
A lil' hole in the ground
At my funeral, laugh
I want to hear the sound
preparing for my combat
All I try to do is rise high above my enemies
Shit on 'em from high above and
Pray that they remember me
I'm the shit bitch, yeah
Can
in the bank
More specifially, in a savings bond
I'm preparing for my future
I fuck hoes in the back of the Rolls
Mom told me to respect women
Sorry
My revolving mind
Spinning around like a revolver (duh)
Sniper in my house, ready for use anytime (really?)
Preparing the bloody blade just in case
I
preparing for Lala
A foreign on Whatsapp say hey what's up Baba
Ohh ya I'm back in it
Tryna follow but they lack w it
Money flow think I'm trapping it
Only
preparing to go to bed
She'll try to facetime over and over again
Just to get texts in the morning saying I overslept
And that's not fair, I'm under fire
I
the stairs
I will meet you there
And after the afterparty, in the pre-dawn hush We'll find a coffee cart preparing for the morning rush And if I cease
cold in a coffin
You thought I'm dead, but I'm not yet
I'm preparing a suicide
I deserve to rot in a grave
I deserve a worm in my brain
I could kill
I've gone to some extreme measures, preparing me to endure forever
Come what may, in the midst of the fray, I won't stray
To accomplish my goals I need
The necromancer hides in his lair
Preparing spells for the rites
Across the room a bloody corpse in a chair
Regular Saturday night
The dead arise
on preparing
And you write it down
Work it work it work it
Until you where your crown
Push it push it push it
They won't knock you out
No rush no rush no rush
No
for staring
The definition of perseverance
You can tell by my appearance
Fucked that offer, you're preparing
I ain't here for the crop sharing
Them
even swap ain’t no swindle girl )
Okay, okay
See I don’t exactly call it stalking ..
Its just that uh…It’s just that I’m preparing for a better day
a scary thing
Until it gets to hitting hysterically
Still the derelicts winter preparing
Fed forced mobility, face forward force feeding humility
Utilizing
Oh God!
Ugh!
Once again, waiting for the darkness,
Beyond smile this cry, preparing for another war!
The bright day, one day, sunlight
Now I take my own hand
Make my own plans
You think I'm stuck in a whole
Don't misunderstand
I'm just preparing for my next stand
You can't hold me down
Yeah, too many insecurities to cope
I'm better off just going
And preparing the rope
Everyday I'm losing hope
Yeah, this is my suicide note
So, I wanna
the spring of 1800 he
Was preparing to lead
An army into Italy his field marshals warned
Him that the Alps were not passable at that
Time of year and told him
roll, are you preparing a cover for me
Write the bits before it goes mainstream
Don't love my wrist, только попробуй
Испачкаешь обувь
God I on the beat
to deserve this
I mean all my intentions were clear
All my intentions were clear
From the start I was preparing to give you the world
But you settled for
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