iannnuYT

6 ай бұрын

Alan Walker , Putri Ariani ft.Peder Elias - Who I Am (Lyrics)

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@lexycassidy901018 сағат бұрын

Always look up to this song and play it again and again

@moze2324Күн бұрын

my heart is numb has no feeling😢❤

@wengchinchan98747 күн бұрын

My new favorite song

@nominzulbattogtokh73417 күн бұрын

Who would’ve thought I’d fall this deep

@AuburnFlowerss11 күн бұрын

A whole vibe ✨

@AdelaindriDela13 күн бұрын

My favorit 🤧❤❤😊😊

@MelanieIsBest_743A14 күн бұрын

HELP I LOVE THIS SONG ❤❤😭😭😭💀💀

@NanaLee-z4w18 күн бұрын

wow

@aviliavili387919 күн бұрын

This song hits Different to me even though I've her, but still then I also waited for long n rooting for u guys to also have patience ❤️ Hit likes who's still waiting for their love ones ❤️😌

@Kim_Hyejin0_019 күн бұрын

So calming~❤

@alnewalker996019 күн бұрын

I've already broken 💔

@Shadow-edit-t16 күн бұрын

It's ok bro it's God plan for you😊

@NOVAISMYPOOKIE21 күн бұрын

❤

@1103.z26 күн бұрын

pakinggan ko raw sabi ni you

@eunixexx27 күн бұрын

Putting on my favorite list😩😩

@CaibondocАй бұрын

i loveeeeeeeeeeee

@AfriAshari-ux2dwАй бұрын

Outdoor songs are really good. Keep your spirits up

@LahHEXEАй бұрын

Sound keramat ganti device 💀

@sarahpaun9688Ай бұрын

I saw my future with him...I think I was blind 🙈

@ForeverFree-jv2ihАй бұрын

This song reminds me of my lover❤ 💞 this song is so relaxing and so love full ❤

@ronpretencio28627 күн бұрын

@DarrenPowell-fj4zpАй бұрын

2024 yes

@IGLESIADEDIOSAR18-93Ай бұрын

😢😢😢😢😢

@lightbeam663Ай бұрын

New Favorite Song❤🎉

@DeszDyyrot-cg6sjАй бұрын

@JunryBataluna-ge8zfАй бұрын

Sad song😢 because I saw my Girlfriend 😢

@hengoppo5093Ай бұрын

I saw girl friend, too

@rjdelapena6424Ай бұрын

Let's goooooooo D.C. Let's gooooooooooooooo🎤🎤🎤

@petraklump9156Ай бұрын

❤ So herrlich ❤

@kikaycajulao1529Ай бұрын

Katherine Cajulao favorite song is Love it's remind me thinking about Robin Torres it's part of me about all my whole life with her this song for her

@Ziggy12816Ай бұрын

goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood

@user-qb6nj6tg4gАй бұрын

เพราะมาก

@voidyyy4998Ай бұрын

3:12 best part

@supmarin1851Ай бұрын

i love this song

@iannnuYTАй бұрын

🎙Lyrics: Dear, Adonis I'm sorry that that man is your father, let me be honest It takes a man to be a man, your dad is not responsive I look at him and wish your grandpa would've wore a condom I'm sorry that you gotta grow up and then stand behind him Life is hard, I know, the challenge is always gon' beat us home Sometimes our parents make mistakes that affect us until we grown And you're a good kid that need good leadership Let me be your mentor since your daddy don't teach you shit Never let a man piss on your leg, son Either you die right there or pop that man in the head, son Never fall in the escort business, that's bad religion Please remember, you could be a bitch even if you got bitches Never code-switch, whether right or wrong, you a black man Even if it don't benefit your goals, do some push-ups, get some discipline Don't cut them corners like your daddy did, fuck what Ozempic did Don't pay to play with them Brazilians, get a gym membership Understand, no throwin' rocks and hidin' hands, that's law Don't be ashamed 'bout who you with, that's how he treat your moms Don't have a kid to hide a kid to hide again, be sure Five percent will comprehend, but 95 is lost Be proud of who you are, your strength come from within Lotta superstars that's real, but your daddy ain't one of them And you nothing like him, you'll carry yourself as king Can't understand me right now? Just play this when you 18 Dear, Sandra Your son got some habits, I hope you don't undermine them Especially with all the girls that's hurt inside this climate You a woman, so you know how it feels to be in alignment With emotion, hopin' a man can see you and not be blinded Dear Dennis, you gave birth to a master manipulator Even using you to prove who he is, is a huge favor I think you should ask for more paper, and more paper And more, uh, more paper I'm blaming you for all his gambling addictions Psychopath intuition, the man that like to play victim You raised a horrible fucking person, the nerve of you, Dennis Sandra, sit down, what I'm about to say is heavy, now listen Mm-mm, your son's a sick man with sick thoughts, I think niggas like him should die Him and Weinstein should get fucked up in a cell for the rest they life He hates Black women, hypersexualizes 'em with kinks of a nympho fetish Grew facial hair because he understood bein' a beard just fit him better He got sex offenders on hoe-VO that he keep on a monthly allowance A child should never be compromised and he keepin' his child around them And we gotta raise our daughters knowin' there's predators like him lurkin' Fuck a rap battle, he should die so all of these women can live with a purpose I been in this industry 12 years, I'ma tell y'all one lil' secret It's some weird shit goin' on and some of these artists be here to police it They be streamlinin' victims all inside of they home and callin' 'em tender Then leak videos of themselves to further push their agendas To any woman that be playin' his music, know that you're playin' your sister Or better, you're sellin' your niece to the weirdos, not the good ones Katt Williams said, "Get you the truth, " so I'ma get mines The Embassy 'bout to get raided, too, it's only a matter of time Ayy, LeBron, keep the family away, hey, Curry, keep the family away To anybody that embody the love for they kids, keep the family away They lookin' at you too if you standin' by him, keep the family away I'm lookin' to shoot through any pervert that lives, keep the family safe Dear, baby girl I'm sorry that your father not active inside your world He don't commit to much but his music, yeah, that's for sure He a narcissist, misogynist, livin' inside his songs Try destroy families rather than takin' care of his own Should be teachin' you timetables or watchin' Frozen with you Or at your eleventh birthday singin' poems with you Instead, he be in Turks payin' for sex and poppin' Percs, examples that you don't deserve I wanna tell you that you're loved, you're brave, you're kind You got a gift to change the world, and could change your father's mind 'Cause our children is the future, but he lives inside confusion Money's always been illusion, but that's the life he's used to His father prolly didn't claim him neither History do repeats itself, sometimes it don't need a reason But I would like to say it's not your fault that he's hidin' another child Give him grace, this the reason I made Mr. Morale So our babies like you can cope later Give you some confidence to go through somethin', it's hope later I never wanna hear you chase a man 'cause his failed behavior Sittin' in the club with sugar daddies for validation You need to know that love is eternity and trumps all pain I'll tell you who your father is, just play this song when it rains Yes, he's a hitmaker, songwriter, superstar, right And a fuckin' deadbeat that should never say "more life" Meet the Grahams Dear, Aubrey I know you probably thinkin' I wanted to crash your party But truthfully, I don't have a hatin' bone in my body This supposed to be a good exhibition within the game But you fucked up the moment you called out my family's name Why you had to stoop so low to discredit some decent people? Guess integrity is lost when the metaphors doesn't reach you And I like to understand 'cause your house was never a home 37, but you showin' up as a seven-year-old You got gamblin' problems, drinkin' problems, pill-poppin' and spendin' problems Bad with money, whorehouse Solicitin' women problems, therapy's a lovely start But I suggest some ayahuasca, strip the ego from the bottom I try to empathize with you 'cause I know that you ain't been through nothin' Crave entitlement, but wanna be liked so bad that it's puzzlin' No dominance, let's recap moments when you didn't fit in No secret handshakes with your friend No cultural cachet to binge, just disrespectin' your mother Identity's on the fence, don't know which family will love ya The skin that you livin' in is compromised in personas Can't channel your masculine even when standin' next to a woman You a body shamer, you gon' hide them baby mamas, ain't ya? You embarrassed of 'em, that's not right, that ain't how mama raised us Take that mask off, I wanna see what's under them achievements Why believe you? You never gave us nothin' to believe in 'Cause you lied about religious views, you lied about your surgery You lied about your accent and your past tense, all is perjury You lied about your ghostwriters, you lied about your crew members They all pussy, you lied on 'em, I know they all got you in 'em You lied about your son, you lied about your daughter, huh You lied about them other kids that's out there hopin' that you come You lied about the only artist that can offer you some help Fuck a rap battle, this a long life battle with yourself