Back to Top

Mathew Your Majesty - Amens Lyrics



Mathew Your Majesty - Amens Lyrics
Official




Breathe the air, no one cares what we have to say
Have a taste of industrial waste
Does it matter anyway?
Had to make amends before I picked up the mic
Said f*ck that and do what I like
All broke, they're fake for pictures
Tryna outshine random niggas
We could go get paid, let's talk these different figures
I know these niggas mad, I just came back
Had to make amends, you know I picked up the mic
F*ck you, I do what I like, they're all broke
Fake for pictures, tryna sign random niggas
Lose their fortune, you wanna know what's crazy now
I know all these hoes, they don't know each other
Had to lose some friends before I picked up that mic
I remember days Andres told me I'll never rap right
But now I lay down these bars
Some landmines that stand on business
Cause f*ck the cosigns
These niggas tryna act big and scary
His whole discography looks like a f*cking cemetery
Niggas claim they putting in work, but where?
It must be Baskin Robbins cause that nigga gets his scoops like TMZ
He could never be like me, I'll be right back like BRB
Must've had another loss of how they try to box me out
Give you one now, you know I'm just that rapper
But I'll give you one later, like it's the morning after
Mathew Your Majesty, I got a headache
All the stress over some fake
All the stress over some delay
Beyond the horizon, I'm still that nigga
If I could give it all up for you, I would
If I could give this all up for you, I would
If I could give this all up, I would
I would
If I could give this all up
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


English

Breathe the air, no one cares what we have to say
Have a taste of industrial waste
Does it matter anyway?
Had to make amends before I picked up the mic
Said f*ck that and do what I like
All broke, they're fake for pictures
Tryna outshine random niggas
We could go get paid, let's talk these different figures
I know these niggas mad, I just came back
Had to make amends, you know I picked up the mic
F*ck you, I do what I like, they're all broke
Fake for pictures, tryna sign random niggas
Lose their fortune, you wanna know what's crazy now
I know all these hoes, they don't know each other
Had to lose some friends before I picked up that mic
I remember days Andres told me I'll never rap right
But now I lay down these bars
Some landmines that stand on business
Cause f*ck the cosigns
These niggas tryna act big and scary
His whole discography looks like a f*cking cemetery
Niggas claim they putting in work, but where?
It must be Baskin Robbins cause that nigga gets his scoops like TMZ
He could never be like me, I'll be right back like BRB
Must've had another loss of how they try to box me out
Give you one now, you know I'm just that rapper
But I'll give you one later, like it's the morning after
Mathew Your Majesty, I got a headache
All the stress over some fake
All the stress over some delay
Beyond the horizon, I'm still that nigga
If I could give it all up for you, I would
If I could give this all up for you, I would
If I could give this all up, I would
I would
If I could give this all up
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Mathew Quiroz, Damian Ulibarri
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




Mathew Your Majesty - Amens Video
(Show video at the top of the page)


Performed By: Mathew Your Majesty
Language: English
Length: 1:50
Written by: Mathew Quiroz, Damian Ulibarri

Tags:
No tags yet