Beonkey - Never Would Have (feat. Big Roam)

In a mirage we living modern
Part time fly now you full time stardom
Gotta 10 on the knees with a collar
They throwing me a bone i don't need another option
Come forth to a lord in the court
Show me something more than allure
Infatuated with Fall/Winter Spring/Summer couture
See they pray to a lot of gods some of them fall
Take the pain over palm trees
Slide in the Yamamoto from the concrete
Feet hurt from the ballet I know
You wear the closed toes in fine dining with John Galliano
I run the town thorough, I chase a dream while the
Other niggas only see the life in their sleep
My young son whip a coat with the sheep
Writing songs buying European rugs for the team

Never would have chased that dream
Never would have saw that thing
Never would have bought that
Never would have thought that
Never would have chased that life
Never would have saw that light
Never would have got that hype
If i never taught you right

Mama said never tell God all your plans
Took her to plug got some blood on my hands
I don't run down no i only chase bands even
Below the bleachers you can't understand
Out in these streets there be many men
Wishing death on him, but it's
All an act until we shooting then
You aint gon like how this movie end
I'm watching our movements don't get confused
If you thinking i'm Pino no Fino
Phenomenan when i kill beats
I've been on a killstreak like incoming enemy Helo
I used to feed into hate, step back and see admiration
Now it's feeding my ego
Dripping hardest but it's feeling like free throws
Easy does it cuz i came from nothing and i

Never would have chased that dream
Never would have saw that thing
Never would have bought that
Never would have thought that
Never would have chased that life
Never would have saw that light
Never would have got that hype
If i never taught you right

I'm with some old nigga daughter and
She don't like to listen, she's an
Independent woman who don't need a nigga, till we
5, 6 'rita's and that new Drake hittin, now she
At the coat check calling Uber with her ticket
I say love is something I don't chase
Pain is something I don't feel
My heart turned cold in my older days
Living this lie nothings ever real

Written by:
John Bianchi, Michael Puya

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