Beijing Daddy - Vulnerable (feat. The Sales Rapper)

I was too vulnerable
I was too vulnerable
I was the one
Who is the one to judge then
Cuz we all mess up, like fuck, man
And they used to look down on us
Now we run these lanes, like a Mustang
Now we run these lanes, like a Mustang
When I talk about the streets it ain't the ones that they be trapping
I was born in Beijing, with them fogs and ashes
Back in school, I was chasing a lotta girls
Then time flew by and I knew, that this just ain't before
Had my boys back in the days, now they been gone for a minute
We were riding late at night, summertime ballpark killing
Last time that I saw my bro, he said what I am, he isn't
Then he went on on his way, though I never wanted division
Gotta live up, protect with my fist up,
She had teardrops in her eyes when Daddy hold her lips up
Doors, kick shut, aim, for big bucks
I move faster but I couldn't get shit fixed up
Trynna go, trynna cope, trynna hold it
Trynna be the only king of jungle in the zone
But baby even so
We can still kick it somewhere down on Lan Qing road
I was too vulnerable
I was too vulnerable
I was too vulnerable
I was too vulnerable
I was too vulnerable
I was too vulnerable
I was the one
I was never known to be the one exposing my soul
Don't get too close I'm not a pro at being vulnerable
Guard my exterior
Not from a place of feeling superior
But it seems like everybody's motive is ulterior
Cuz nowadays the hate is at an all-time high
How can you slaughter my kind
Gotta keep it on you at all times
RIP y'all on my mind
You can not catch me out talking bout feelings cuz I'm on my grind
I can't fall behind
Do anything cuz I want what's mine
And just in case you ain't aware
I got so much bottled deep inside that I'm afraid to share
Never been religious but tonight I'll even say a prayer
I pray that you don't take it there
I pray that you don't take it there
想回国去找Beijing Daddy一起拍个mv
唱到这段词你才发现我是个abc
虽然没什么名气
我的homie是欧阳靖
所以我必须要前进
在美国做音乐玩命
还好我已经习惯这环境
I was too vulnerable
I was too vulnerable
I was too vulnerable
I was too vulnerable
I was too hurt
I was
Summer in the Bei/Bay, you know that shit the sweetest
I ain't speaking of San Fran, but the one that I'm bleedin'
We used to listen to Fabolous, before leaving the penthouse
Back when I was battle-less, and my battles are immense now
Appreciative of my kins, for showing me the blue of the print
If she could see through me, she would see more than a pimp
Kids feeding off my light, like, monks feed off zen
They see me now that I win, but ain't seen where I have been

Written by:
Ding Zheng, Qingshi Wang

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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