CONCEIVE

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Yeah, I promise I don't feel love, doctors prescribing drugs Don't miss out on a good thing, period, I'm your blood Your body is my first home, daily, you play these songs The one about the girl, "Sir Duke," and the "Do I Do" horns I'm caught up in your chords and I been a cool nigga, yeah, I'm so raw I stomach your pain inside these walls Some dickhead dropped me off I think you prefer the lies and he keep eggin' you on Niggas is bitches, I tell 'em never overreact Placenta of attention, still they pushin' me to the back I feel what you feel, revenge is sweet, now that's a weird craving A boy should never be born inside of this twisted nation, where's your patience? Life is clearer than envy on niggas' faces Deprive me of my kissy faces Killed my twin, that's my initiation Or was it your liquor chasin'? You selfish, at least have the courage to look me in my face, it's Sickening to know this decision, it brings you stress (You) You don't feel me kickin', I faked my death You don't love me like I love you, it hurts me 'cause I'm your flesh Could've been your provider, consoling you while you wept But you don't care, I could tell by the way that the house is kept You ain't got no walls, no disrespect I'm jokin', but hopin' you never sendin' me back to the essence I hope you disappoint God, you don't deserve this blessing, stressin' [Chorus] Runnin' away, runnin' away Runnin' away, runnin' away from here Runnin' away, runnin' away Runnin' away, runnin' away from here, yeah [Verse 2] Yeah, life's twisted, even granny don't wanna know about me Thought we was la familia Daddy was a gangster, secondhand gangsterism They don't want the smoke around me Respect my struggle, I'm one in a hundred million countin' Gave me everything and you gave a bounty Dear Lord, I need a water break, I'm drownin' They say life is astounding The world is gangin' up on me and I deserve a truce 'Cause on the inside lookin' out, blood is blue That mean we all the same My turn to tease you with these games, newly-developed brain My decisions are better than yours, so who's to blame? [Chorus] Runnin' away, runnin' away Runnin' away, runnin' away from here Runnin' away, runnin' away Runnin' away, runnin' away from here, yeah
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Credits
- Writers
- Nick Grant