Done Gone Bad (Venting) Lyrics
Done Gone Bad (Venting) Song Lyrics
Yeah
Hmm
Chronic Law
Done Gone Bad
(Visuals by Reese Badda)
Yeah
Yes mommy
Afiya fi bit bami
Right now in a me a dis kinda looking like the valley and me
Miss my bredda cold bump full my body
Paranoid the way me feel numb, tree planet and
Life is a game me did young to the challenge but
One thing me no run from a problem
But a me that get long time like cassette in a wire so a few rifle me have as I said
A mommy a tell you me no really have love fi nobody when me sing me just a vent and a fi train and we no grammy
Doctor say me shoulder strength the amount of burden when me carry
Jaja say no pull the trigger but me a tell Jaja sorry cuz
Things done gone bad
Buh me don't feel say ya son normal
Just pray for me while me a pray for myself
Bible and rifle no know nothing else
(Yeah dread)
Things done gone bad
Buh I lose peak in front a job
Pray for me while me a pray for myself
Bible and rifle
(Yeah dread)
Nuff things me keep inside when me never speak bout when me reach inside
A fight fi survive and a like boy proud for can't tell my mother where me hide out
A burn from free, run from five
No sins and no nothing when me try
One tell them nuff things before you find out
Cause God know
(Yeah)
Done gone bad
Buh me don't feel say ya son normal
Pray for me while me a pray for myself
Bible and rifle no know nothing else
(Oh)
Done gone bad
Buh me don't feel say ya son normal
Pray for me while me a pray for myself
Bible and rifle, your teeth will do more me a learn
Still no know what for
Me and me people my blood clot hurt
Wish me a never worry
For your friend still a switch not the last not the first some love when me clip them all off my shirt
Everybody have sins but you walk pon the earth so why me place a tense when me walk nature
(Mommy)
Things done gone bad
Me and them no see them move far from that
From them kill my bredda I can't stop
Get cool and a scars cause that
Done gone bad
Please don't think say ya son normal
(Pray for myself)
Pray for myself
(Oh)
Done gone bad
Please don't think say ya son normal
Pray for me while me a pray for myself
Bible and rifle
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