Out on Bond Songtext
von Burden
Out on Bond Songtext
They tried to bury me, I said they tried to bury me
They threw dirt on me, they fucked up
They didn′t know I was a seed for greatness
They tried to cover my light with lies and rumors and gossip
They came together in groups of twos, threes, fours
Maybe even ten of them because I'm that powerful
Because they couldn′t stop me
None of the bad they tried to manifest came to fruition
Because I am truly anointed, God bless you
Yeah, bitch I'm out on bond right now
If it's me verse them then it is what it is
Middle finger to the law right now
And I got a big bag of some bomb ass weed
So you know that I′m gone right now
Yeah, all of that hatin′ you doin
Won't take me out of my zone right now
We can get it on right now
I think it′s about time that I speak
I spend too much time in these streets
The shit that I seen I can never repeat
No plottin' on me, I ain′t never been sweet
I'm gettin′ paid seven days of the week
Eatin' ain't never been shit to a giant
I make the bread, then I make an investment
I′m really a businessman, fuck if you like it
I′m talkin' businesses, I′m talkin' real estate
I′m talkin' brands, I profit from all that
I′m self-made, I got more paper in the bank account
Than they gon' ever have, I can fall back, chill, get a bag
I want a hundred million from a pen and pad
I be steady grindin', tryna get ahead
While the devil workin′, tryna set him back
Before my angels come and take me to heaven
I′ma be labeled on earth as a legend
Ain't no denyin′ that Burden be steppin
No water to wine, but words into weapons
Shout out my dogs, the realest its facts
They know I got em' if they ever ask
I told her I love her, then I got attached
She told me she love me, then she took it back
Fuck it, I′m keepin' it movin′, big dick energy
She usin' two hands, tryna replace me
She got a new man, this shit is crazy
What should I do then
She know I'm one of a kind
It fuck with her mind that everyone hate me
Fuck it, I′m fine, or maybe I′m lyin
Or maybe I'm not, maybe I′m crazy
I don't sleep, I don′t trust nothin' with teeth
And never fear nothin′ that bleed
Fuck do you mean
I just pulled up to the scene
Might have a trunk full of weed
We be gettin' pounds off, don't allow soft
In my team leavin′ that for the fiends
Pretend like you livin′ the dream
But everything ain't what it seems
Weigh it with the triple Beam
I′m either God's child or the chosen one
I′m in bed at night with a loaded gun
I'm a man, ain′t never been on the run
If I'm goin' down, Im still throwin′ punches
I tried to tell him that I was a star
Came from the bottom, defeatin′ the odds
They doin' nothin′, they really some frauds
Ain't you listenin′
Bitch, I'm out on Bond right now
If it′s me verse them, then it is what it is
Middle finger to the law right now
And I got a big bag full of bomb ass weed
So you know that I'm gone right now
Yeah, all that hatin' you doin
Won′t take me outta my zone right now
No, we can get it on right now
They threw dirt on me, they fucked up
They didn′t know I was a seed for greatness
They tried to cover my light with lies and rumors and gossip
They came together in groups of twos, threes, fours
Maybe even ten of them because I'm that powerful
Because they couldn′t stop me
None of the bad they tried to manifest came to fruition
Because I am truly anointed, God bless you
Yeah, bitch I'm out on bond right now
If it's me verse them then it is what it is
Middle finger to the law right now
And I got a big bag of some bomb ass weed
So you know that I′m gone right now
Yeah, all of that hatin′ you doin
Won't take me out of my zone right now
We can get it on right now
I think it′s about time that I speak
I spend too much time in these streets
The shit that I seen I can never repeat
No plottin' on me, I ain′t never been sweet
I'm gettin′ paid seven days of the week
Eatin' ain't never been shit to a giant
I make the bread, then I make an investment
I′m really a businessman, fuck if you like it
I′m talkin' businesses, I′m talkin' real estate
I′m talkin' brands, I profit from all that
I′m self-made, I got more paper in the bank account
Than they gon' ever have, I can fall back, chill, get a bag
I want a hundred million from a pen and pad
I be steady grindin', tryna get ahead
While the devil workin′, tryna set him back
Before my angels come and take me to heaven
I′ma be labeled on earth as a legend
Ain't no denyin′ that Burden be steppin
No water to wine, but words into weapons
Shout out my dogs, the realest its facts
They know I got em' if they ever ask
I told her I love her, then I got attached
She told me she love me, then she took it back
Fuck it, I′m keepin' it movin′, big dick energy
She usin' two hands, tryna replace me
She got a new man, this shit is crazy
What should I do then
She know I'm one of a kind
It fuck with her mind that everyone hate me
Fuck it, I′m fine, or maybe I′m lyin
Or maybe I'm not, maybe I′m crazy
I don't sleep, I don′t trust nothin' with teeth
And never fear nothin′ that bleed
Fuck do you mean
I just pulled up to the scene
Might have a trunk full of weed
We be gettin' pounds off, don't allow soft
In my team leavin′ that for the fiends
Pretend like you livin′ the dream
But everything ain't what it seems
Weigh it with the triple Beam
I′m either God's child or the chosen one
I′m in bed at night with a loaded gun
I'm a man, ain′t never been on the run
If I'm goin' down, Im still throwin′ punches
I tried to tell him that I was a star
Came from the bottom, defeatin′ the odds
They doin' nothin′, they really some frauds
Ain't you listenin′
Bitch, I'm out on Bond right now
If it′s me verse them, then it is what it is
Middle finger to the law right now
And I got a big bag full of bomb ass weed
So you know that I'm gone right now
Yeah, all that hatin' you doin
Won′t take me outta my zone right now
No, we can get it on right now
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