Kyroe - Way Before lyrics
Lyrics: (Bridge: Kyroe) If we're not talking money, what the hell we talking about If we're not talking money, what the hell we talking about If we're not talking money, tell me what it's about - Come again If we're not talking money, I shouldn't be around - no (Verse 1: Kyroe) Man it's like this, I don't really give a sh** I came to do what I do, that's just how it is If they wanna take it there, then we can take it there They ran up on a n***a tryna make it up the stairs Life ain't always fair that much is clear On my quest to happiness, I shed these tears For my fallen soldiers that ain't here And still I hear, the conversations we once shared (Chorus: Kyroe) Way Before Long Ago Way before baby Just let it go Way Before Long Ago Way before baby Just let it go (Verse 2: Rish) It's like back and fourth, back and fourth, back and fourth So I pull a cord, pull a cord, pull a cord Remember when I used to pick you up in my ford Now I'm pluggin' in the XLR cord I'm really sure, this is my cure Mixed with a load of draw Who would of knew this was in store A player become a lover I didn't think I would encounter The tables turned on me, sh** this is Karma Can't even keep a partner Love life's a disaster Well I've only seen my mothers That story with murder Any innocent art But I'm trying hard to make this last But a**umptions like a blast to my heart I take a big gasp of air Coz I'm lost over here You're really not making it clear When I'm with you, feels right to stare Coz I feel right when I'm there But I can't bare to air I'm second on your list If that's the case, then give me a miss, give me a miss (Chorus: Kyroe) (Verse 3: Kyroe) I never meant to hurt ya Honestly I don't deserve ya When all that sh** was said and done It's like it was on purpose Looking back at how we were, would we have made it further I'm thinking 'bout what's meant for me and what was sent to me Why they getting that? I can really rap Do they really bang? Ohh how many fans? I'm still growing mine? I should pay no mind She said she got a man, I don't understand Where's your n***a at? Have you made plans? It's your birthday, you should be in Amsterdam Getting high and if he can hit it, then you bet I can If he don't hit it, then you know, where I am I was in the studio for a minute and I Lost you for a second, I'm too busy damn I'm never giving day to where my heart at When she needs me that's when I'm around When she don't there is no sound Looking at us now I've never been so happy It's like I'm sixteen with the track suit, hair nappy Nothin' matters Just right now She has a man, I understand He's a sideman where's he at? This conversations jealousy I'm busy making strategy I'd rather be, where you at, too bad You can't three me from my own cell Own hell I never tell of what's inside of me What I really felt All the times I fell for believing my ideas They so fun, make her believe she da one But in reality, she's a beat you see And probably f** my salary, it doesn't to me no more I'm so torn Ahh