Healing English Song Sung by Tion Wayne. This Music Video Uploaded by Tion Wayne on YouTube.
Healing Video Song
Copyright – Tion Wayne
| Title Name | – | Healing |
| Album / Movie | – | Single_Track |
| Artist | – | Tion Wayne |
| Song Type | – | Filmy |
| Language | – | English |
| Year | – | 2023 |
| Music Label | – | Tion Wayne |
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Healing Full Song Lyrics in Hinglish
If you don’t hear, must feel it
All that time I spent on roads
I’m healing
I was in a ding-dong scheming
Why they wanna take my freedom
Fu*k yourself, go suck yourself
I said it, I mean it
Hear what
Before the TikTok shit, had to flip the script ‘cah rap didn’t give man riches
T Wayne, I don’t Fu*k with snitches
From Rambo blades in kitchens
Nearly cried at my first six figures
Funny how I came in the dance laughing
Now I send them home with stitches
It’s funny how things change
Thousand pounds on slippers
Twenty pads on my shooter
Fifteen bags on my Mrs
I made a mill’ on the lifestyle, didn’t know I came up with killers
Nino got my back, that’s bro, got my back like Vidić
Four .44’s long, auto semis, ran through more than a military
Now I really donate guns in Eddy
What’s that? Big smoke like Skeppy
Full clip, this’ll be my OG, you a loser
New whip, big Wesson on my shooter
If you don’t hear, must feel it
All that time I spent on roads, I’m healing
I was in a ding-dong scheming
Why they wanna take my freedom?
Fu*k yourself, go suck yourself
I said it, I mean it
Look at my truck, I spent a lot
I bought a watch, but with the Glock
He saw an opp and didn’t touch
He mus’a bad, get off the block
Even my mum called me prodigal yute
Even the opps know I don’t need groups
You really thought, opp boy, it was abroad
You know I love Tropical Juice
If they outside, they can get locked off
What’s what? Bruck opp, see them at bus stop
What’s good? Swizzy ain’t chattin’, just shop shot
Gunshot, have your boy spinnin’ like nunchucks
What? What? Hundred million soon, watch, watch
Soon home, mad, everybody like
But the wap ain’t nothin’ like Bluetooth, my connection nonstop
Pretty gyal love fi get naughty
Hundred thou’, we’re saucy
They way I make a million, it’s sweet
And now everybody wan’ call me
Rude boy since school, Ashanti
That’s why I always been banned from Carni
Spent a quarter M to whole Edmonton
But Edmonton don’t deserve me
If you don’t hear, must feel it
All that time I spent on roads, I’m healing
I was in a ding-dong scheming
Why they wanna take my freedom?
Fu*k yourself, go suck yourself
I said it, I mean it…
