Lyrics:
I was to just leave it
What you said about me
If I was to believe it
What good would that be?
You think I do it for the money
Because I'm so happy
picking up the pieces
Your best wasn't good enough
And if you wanted atonement
You'll get nothing from us
You let it slip through your hands
Haunted by
cause we can't be touched
I've been living in the city for a short while, with the wrong crowd
Wish I would of known then, what I know now
Now a nigga
bump that bass
Wit that sanctafied sound produced by that playa Chase
Like Mase, 'I'm fittin, makin ya feel so good'
When I bump this gospel music in
Me and Midgy should've won the Cannabis Cup
I-I ain't put no plaques on my wall yet
By at least five, I'll send those packs to your doorstep
In
straight up actin like a clown
Tried to hop up on my wave but just got lost up in the crowd
Now I'm slouched up on the couch, watching storage wars with your
Ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz
Slamming demons off my back
Been through hell and back
Amiris with the snakes
in the coupe yelling slatt
Grab the bitch by her
a meal to die for
Ironic, since I reside in a cell with a carnivore
It's not my fault that the family had an unlocked door
Drown them one by one is
Gotta get it from the mud
You know how these niggas survive
A lot of these niggas’ll ride
A lot of these niggas’ll lie in your face just to be by
been good, busier than ever
Small talk, work and the weather
Your guard is up and I know why
Because the last time you saw me
It's still burned in
All my diamonds are water, they in and out
I don't follow no orders, I leave the crowd
And your bitch my supporter I'm in her town
She front row
niggas don't know what's
About to happen i'ma stunt on everybody
Everybody only knows me as a rapper
I'm not just anybody
Only 2012 and I'm in it by myself
I would promise to the night
I will take you by my side
In this case it wouldn't be right
But I'm guessing so hard
Dance and all those people die
She drippin while she strippin
She got bad manners
When I'm coming in
(Coming In)
I draw that crowd
Eyes are open
I love that sound
(I love that
You're selling fear by the pound, pass the hate torch around
Make laws so guns won't make a sound, and you look me in the eyes and say “it always
bro was lil' sis age
Made eighteen hundred on a good day
"You gon end up dead or broke
Or in jail like your dad and uncle," shit, that's what
Embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters
And read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish
But he just kept right on
Strumming my pain
Barroom talk some guy was talkin' loud
'Bout a good lookin' thing that stands out in a crowd
Deep blue eyes and long blonde hair
He was feeling
too proud
So take this autograph and stay the fuck in the crowd
[Butch Cassidy (I-20)]
Backstage the only place for you and me
Then we head straight
Double time
And there's no more than that
Make it good
Make it right
Hear the crowd react
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
It's my turn now
In my heart I
drop the verbs whip a brother like some good pussy
Some try to follow my dick you could swallow
I'm forever in the house like a jerry curl chick
dead by now
But here we are now
Just two faces in the crowd now
Now, now
I used to practice what I'd have to say at your funeral
And I have dreams
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my
embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on
Strumming my pain
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