"Hairs Gettin White" lyrics
Peysoh & Mozzy Lyrics
[Peysoh:]
(BearOnTheBeat) Yeah
Stress'll kill you, got me lookin' older than I should
No fake love for me to give even if I could
Ain't this a bitch? How a stranger love me more than blood?
I'm facing problems I can't fix with a mask and a gun
Involuntary ain't the same if you ain't wanna do it
You pled your case as self-defense and even hit the unit
If I react to when they test me, it's gon' get me life
I'm twenty-one, how the fuck my hair's gettin' white?
I live a life where seein' thirty like seein' a fossil
Express my worry on this beat and depend on this bottle
On sixteens, I narrated the ghetto-est novel
They gave us blicks and said slide before teachin' the gospel
An eye for eye the only way we get to call it even
I press a button, killers comin', just give me the reason
And ain't no summer in my city, reaper come collect
Ain't workin' out, we caught bodies in these Nike Techs
I probably wouldn't feel this way if I still had a father
It's like you crash out, be a dummy and it make you hotter
This industry'd rather choose a chomo over truth
On Tiny Bam, you niggas pussy walkin' out that booth
Let's switch it up and focus deeper on this mental health
Feel less a man if I ever go up and ask for help
Nobody comin', there's no reception when you call from hell
My love is tough, might seem harsh, but I meant it well
It's more to life than ramen noodles and talkin' through kites
It went from hundred-dollar eighths, now hundred for spice
It rubbed me wrong how God let you go out with a knife
It rubbed me wrong, seen families broken to ICE
I'm like the Grinch, if I don't rob, we ain't gettin' Christmas
I won't expect to feel me if you wouldn't even lick this
I'm close to crashin' from all the shit I just bottled in
They suckin' dick for attention and fake the newest trend
I promise you gon' see my scripture in the hall of fame
Could barely eat out with the fam, it's the cost of fame
Gon' have my daughter in a palace when He call my name
How you drop out after twenty years? What a fuckin' shame
I promise you gon' see my scripture in the hall of fame
Could barely eat out with the fam, it's the cost of fame
Gon' have my daughter in a palace when He call my name
How you drop out after twenty years? What a fuckin' shame
[Mozzy:]
We get on some gangster shit and get to yankin' blick
Balaclava, COVID mask to mitigate the risk
Save a trip to level four if you can keep a secret
Even killers cooperatin', givin' bits and pieces
Keep a yeeky, baby yay, this like a half a chopper
If niggas play, they know the consequences catastrophic
Fork It Over Entertainment, all cash deposits
Known for lyin' to these hoes, it's giving pathalogic'
This type of pendant easy fifty, that's a Baskin-Robbins
We in here baggin' Bobby, all he want is bags and bodies
I grabbed the Masi' same day I gave my granny eighty
We come from nothin', so it's nothin', I understand the hatred
Check his resume at once, we gon' examinate it
Get the drop, we on our way without no reservations
Droppin' tears about my losses, it be devastatin'
They tryna tell me they in better places, aight
[Peysoh:]
I promise you gon' see my scripture in the hall of fame
Could barely eat out with the fam, it's the cost of fame
Gon' have my daughter in a palace when He call my name
How you drop out after twenty years? What a fuckin' shame
I promise you gon' see my scripture in the hall of fame
Could barely eat out with the fam, it's the cost of fame
Gon' have my daughter in a palace when He call my name
How you drop out after twenty years? What a fuckin' shame
[Mozzy:]
I meant to tell you the other day, nigga, I got hella busy and shit, I forgot to tell you, nigga, you went brazy on that motherfucker
On my mama, nigga, you a threat to society, different
G-O-D, you tapped into a new level of ism, nigga
Keep steppin' how you steppin', I'm a fan of your gangster
You a problem for real
(BearOnTheBeat) Yeah
Stress'll kill you, got me lookin' older than I should
No fake love for me to give even if I could
Ain't this a bitch? How a stranger love me more than blood?
I'm facing problems I can't fix with a mask and a gun
Involuntary ain't the same if you ain't wanna do it
You pled your case as self-defense and even hit the unit
If I react to when they test me, it's gon' get me life
I'm twenty-one, how the fuck my hair's gettin' white?
I live a life where seein' thirty like seein' a fossil
Express my worry on this beat and depend on this bottle
On sixteens, I narrated the ghetto-est novel
They gave us blicks and said slide before teachin' the gospel
An eye for eye the only way we get to call it even
I press a button, killers comin', just give me the reason
And ain't no summer in my city, reaper come collect
Ain't workin' out, we caught bodies in these Nike Techs
I probably wouldn't feel this way if I still had a father
It's like you crash out, be a dummy and it make you hotter
This industry'd rather choose a chomo over truth
On Tiny Bam, you niggas pussy walkin' out that booth
Let's switch it up and focus deeper on this mental health
Feel less a man if I ever go up and ask for help
Nobody comin', there's no reception when you call from hell
My love is tough, might seem harsh, but I meant it well
It's more to life than ramen noodles and talkin' through kites
It went from hundred-dollar eighths, now hundred for spice
It rubbed me wrong how God let you go out with a knife
It rubbed me wrong, seen families broken to ICE
I'm like the Grinch, if I don't rob, we ain't gettin' Christmas
I won't expect to feel me if you wouldn't even lick this
I'm close to crashin' from all the shit I just bottled in
They suckin' dick for attention and fake the newest trend
I promise you gon' see my scripture in the hall of fame
Could barely eat out with the fam, it's the cost of fame
Gon' have my daughter in a palace when He call my name
How you drop out after twenty years? What a fuckin' shame
I promise you gon' see my scripture in the hall of fame
Could barely eat out with the fam, it's the cost of fame
Gon' have my daughter in a palace when He call my name
How you drop out after twenty years? What a fuckin' shame
[Mozzy:]
We get on some gangster shit and get to yankin' blick
Balaclava, COVID mask to mitigate the risk
Save a trip to level four if you can keep a secret
Even killers cooperatin', givin' bits and pieces
Keep a yeeky, baby yay, this like a half a chopper
If niggas play, they know the consequences catastrophic
Fork It Over Entertainment, all cash deposits
Known for lyin' to these hoes, it's giving pathalogic'
This type of pendant easy fifty, that's a Baskin-Robbins
We in here baggin' Bobby, all he want is bags and bodies
I grabbed the Masi' same day I gave my granny eighty
We come from nothin', so it's nothin', I understand the hatred
Check his resume at once, we gon' examinate it
Get the drop, we on our way without no reservations
Droppin' tears about my losses, it be devastatin'
They tryna tell me they in better places, aight
[Peysoh:]
I promise you gon' see my scripture in the hall of fame
Could barely eat out with the fam, it's the cost of fame
Gon' have my daughter in a palace when He call my name
How you drop out after twenty years? What a fuckin' shame
I promise you gon' see my scripture in the hall of fame
Could barely eat out with the fam, it's the cost of fame
Gon' have my daughter in a palace when He call my name
How you drop out after twenty years? What a fuckin' shame
[Mozzy:]
I meant to tell you the other day, nigga, I got hella busy and shit, I forgot to tell you, nigga, you went brazy on that motherfucker
On my mama, nigga, you a threat to society, different
G-O-D, you tapped into a new level of ism, nigga
Keep steppin' how you steppin', I'm a fan of your gangster
You a problem for real
