Bryson

Lyrics

Pipe that shit up, TnT
 NLE, the Top Shotta, I got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
 (Ayy, JB, why they mad?)
 Eh, eh, eh, eh, wo-woah, woah, woah-woah
 Oh (life good)
 Can you see now? Can you see now?
 Woah, oh
 Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh
 Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh (ayy)
 Soul mission (soul mission)
 Soul purpose
 Mom knew I was worth it
 Since the day that I was birthed and came out of her lurkin'
 Lookin' at all of the nurses, she said I was special
 Knew that shit, that was for certain
 I would've thought this world was perfect, but it came with some curses
 And read between the verses, if the truth you been searchin'
 I wokе up, I'm alerted, I was feelin' like a sеrvant
 I ain't a part of the circus
 My soul been overworkin'
 She can't handle my burden, but she say she want a Birkin
 I fell asleep in churches, I ain't know what he was chirpin'
 Within myself I got faith, then prayers start unfoldin'
 I know that God real, but not the way that they had told us
 Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh
 Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh
 Ayy, swing like I'm Tyson (like I'm Tyson)
 But I ain't doin' no fightin' (no fightin')
 And I've been feelin' righteous
 I'm going through enlightenment (enlightenment)
 Conscious of a psychic
 In between her like hyphens
 They sayin' I don't know shit, but wait 'til it hit the fan
 Groundin' up in the sand
 The work put in, I seen dividends
 I'm a bigger man, better man, I got a better plan
 If you don't understand, where's somebody with some understandin'?
 Pineal gland in my crown and I got the upper hand (red light)
 Put the blues in rubber bands, I attract abundance
 Affirmations daily, that's why blessings keep on comin' in
 3-6-9, when I wake I write it three times
 Six times in the daytime, nine at nighttime
 Put positive thoughts into your heart, it'll change your DNA
 Negative thoughts, they fall apart, now a nigga thinkin' straight
 I don't even smoke weed no more
 I put that on the Heaven's gates (uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh)
 Speakin' on the Heaven's gates, I know I'm going to Heaven, man
 Ayy, I never thought I'd say this
 But I'm eating on the vegan plate (eating on the vegan plate)
 Don't take me to Chick-fil-A
 I'm eatin' at the Grand Cafe (eatin' at the Grand Cafe)
 They ain't open on Sunday anyway
 Fuck your dinner date (fuck your dinner date), you are what you eat
 I'm countin' green, eatin' celery (woah-woah-woah)
 I don't care what nobody else think or say, self love the best love
 Self-hate got you out of shape
 Distractions all in your face
 They tell me when they gonna wait
 Donald Trump the last president
 Ain't no more candidates
 Turned my backyard to farmland
 But grew up watching Gangland (Gangland)
 On the block, hangin', I had my Drac' singin' (singin')
 All the negative you put in you get it back, that's dangerous
 Felt like all my karma came back when I got famous
 Put the good in, you get the good out
 I don't even tote my gun no more, 'cause I'm knowin' that I'm good now
 Universe keep working for me
 Ain't nobody goin' to touch me
 They say "Protect Chop at all costs"
 They need to change the subject
 Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh (wo-wo-wow wo-wo-wow)
 Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh (wo-wo-wow, wo-wo-wow)
 Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh
 Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh
 Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh
 Bryson, Bryson, everybody loves Bryson, oh (wo-wo-wow, wo-wo-wow)
 

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Duration
03:41
Key
10
Tempo
174 BPM

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