Listen to Broken Pianos (feat. Tylo) by The Rock

Broken Pianos (feat. Tylo)

The Rock

Hip-Hop/Rap

106 Shazams

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryce Trenton Allen
Bryce Trenton Allen
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Lyrics

Lookin death in the eye Beggin him please don't let my momma cry Addin strings to his broken piano Please get off of your broken piano Sendin shots at the sky clippin his wings he fall like a butterfly Shells fall sound like broken pianos All that I'm hearin is All head shots one nigga bled out Pussy niggas played yeah them niggas dead now Shots ring out prolly echo through yo town (Fa Fa Fa) what the fuck is that sound Seein this shit it might fuck up yo head Left a bloody mess everything red I don't need no meds just need a prayer Cuz all of em dead and I see the ahh These hoes tryna blow on my (whoolihoolihoo) whistle Act like you know I'm official Stop playin wit me lemme ease yo mind Or later lemme show you what's on mine You can have whatever you can handle ma Now arch yo back and spread them legs imma give it to you till you holla out my (name) All of these niggas are lame Only bitch niggas hate Got a 40 on my waist Hit the switch and let it spray Why you playin in the mentions .308 all in my clip I'm lettin it bang I'm lettin it rip Lookin death in the eye Beggin him please don't let my momma cry Addin strings to his broken piano Please get off of your broken piano Sendin shots at the sky clipping his wing he fall like a butterfly Shells fall sound like broken pianos All that I'm hearing is All head shots one nigga bled out Pussy niggas played yeah them niggas dead now Shots ring out prolly echo through yo town (Fa Fa Fa) what the fuck is that sound Seein this shit it might fuck up your head Left a bloody mess everything red I don't need no meds just need a prayer Cuz all of em dead and I see the ahh Get that look in his eye But he not finna cry That nigga gone slide He don't fuck wit them guys They backdoor and they lied And these bitches be crazy One more deuce now I'm lazy (One more deuce now I'm lazy) Bitch better call for a ride mommas gone cry when we slide (I'm feelin) I'm hot in the buildin I came from drug dealin I just want a million (I'm feelin) If you ain't got no money why the fuck you be chillin I'm just bout my business Gettin money I'm stackin I come from the trap you know that shit make a pack flip You know these niggas be actors you know these niggas not factors You know these bitches my fans cuz I play wit them bands They say Tylo the man (they say Tylo the man) I'm like man gah damn lil bitch stop playin Just run me my bands hoe I'm hot need a tan (go) Looking death in the eye Begging him please don't let my momma cry Adding strings to his broken piano Please get off of your broken piano Sending shots at the sky clipping his wings he fall like a butterfly Shells fall sound like broken pianos All that I'm hearing is All head shots one nigga bled out Pussy niggas played yeah them niggas dead now Shots ring out prolly echo through your town (Fa Fa Fa) what the fuck is that sound Seeing this shit it might fuck up your head Left a bloody mess everything red I don't need no meds just need a prayer Cuz all of em dead and I see the ahh
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