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Spiders
by Louie McDon
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(Nah, I ain't going out tonight I'm just staying in. Alright I'll see ya)
My ma just turned, 56
Two miscarriages I'm lucky I even exist
Kinda fucked up we ain't even talking
Tired of sleeping I keep feeling
Spiders crawling all up on me
I just wanna call her
Tell her that "I'm Sorry"
Fuck it, where would I begin?
I know I've been distant as hell
Apologize but my fuckin' Pen won't let me sit still
No this ain't no cry for Help
Keep my composure,
Swear I do it for the Culture
You can laugh, even say I'm sarcastic
Cuz I look like Afrika Bambaataa been dropped in Acid
But fact is, Y'all underestimated my passion
My resume don't resonate wit slackin'
Bitch I bridge the gap between
Grippin' Mac's & Kissing ass, but
Between you and me I'm 'bout to go out
Guns blasting just to get some Radio Play, Fuck
Probably sell an Arm & a leg
To have a friend like Martin Payne
No fuckin' playin', If I don't make this
Music work my pops gone do me in like Marvin Gaye
Oh, the sad truth
Starting to get use to Bad News
Another blunt lit without a brother
I can pass to, I know that
This shit is past due but
I've been slowly learning to accept that
It's gonna be a lonely journey to the top
"Don't you stop" when they ask you
"Where you been?"
I ain't been hiding just been on my shit
If you ain't been grinding you may not like this
Oh, Oh, Hey ya
I ain't been hiding just been on my shit
If you ain't been grinding you may not like this
Yeah, Oh, Oh, Hey ya
Pistol on my passenger that's all I need
My old bitch mad that she lost her seat
Fuck you mean it was a loss for me
I'm still trynna get back on my feet but
Oh, the sad truth
Starting to get use to bad news
Another blunt lit without a brother I can pass to
I know that this shit is past due but
I've been slowly learning to accept that
It's gonna be a lonely journey to the top
"Don't you stop" when they ask you
"Where you been?"
"Where you been? Where you been at?"
"Where you been?" Oh, Oh, Hey
I ain't been hiding just been on my shit
If you ain't been grinding you may not like this
Oh, Oh, Hey ya
I ain't been hiding just been on my shit
If you ain't been grinding you may not like this
Yeah, Yeah, Oh, Oh
I've been Up n Out
I've been Up n Out
Up n Out, Woah
What you want from me now?
Tell me, what you need
Woah, I ain't been hiding
No, If you ain't been grinding you may not like this
You may not like it
You may not like it, NO
(Nah, I ain't going out tonight I'm just staying in. Alright I'll see ya)
My ma just turned, 56
Two miscarriages I'm lucky I even exist
Kinda fucked up we ain't even talking
Tired of sleeping I keep feeling
Spiders crawling all up on me
I just wanna call her
Tell her that "I'm Sorry"
Fuck it, where would I begin?
I know I've been distant as hell
Apologize but my fuckin' Pen won't let me sit still
No this ain't no cry for Help
Keep my composure,
Swear I do it for the Culture
You can laugh, even say I'm sarcastic
Cuz I look like Afrika Bambaataa been dropped in Acid
But fact is, Y'all underestimated my passion
My resume don't resonate wit slackin'
Bitch I bridge the gap between
Grippin' Mac's & Kissing ass, but
Between you and me I'm 'bout to go out
Guns blasting just to get some Radio Play, Fuck
Probably sell an Arm & a leg
To have a friend like Martin Payne
No fuckin' playin', If I don't make this
Music work my pops gone do me in like Marvin Gaye
Oh, the sad truth
Starting to get use to Bad News
Another blunt lit without a brother
I can pass to, I know that
This shit is past due but
I've been slowly learning to accept that
It's gonna be a lonely journey to the top
"Don't you stop" when they ask you
"Where you been?"
I ain't been hiding just been on my shit
If you ain't been grinding you may not like this
Oh, Oh, Hey ya
I ain't been hiding just been on my shit
If you ain't been grinding you may not like this
Yeah, Oh, Oh, Hey ya
Pistol on my passenger that's all I need
My old bitch mad that she lost her seat
Fuck you mean it was a loss for me
I'm still trynna get back on my feet but
Oh, the sad truth
Starting to get use to bad news
Another blunt lit without a brother I can pass to
I know that this shit is past due but
I've been slowly learning to accept that
It's gonna be a lonely journey to the top
"Don't you stop" when they ask you
"Where you been?"
"Where you been? Where you been at?"
"Where you been?" Oh, Oh, Hey
I ain't been hiding just been on my shit
If you ain't been grinding you may not like this
Oh, Oh, Hey ya
I ain't been hiding just been on my shit
If you ain't been grinding you may not like this
Yeah, Yeah, Oh, Oh
I've been Up n Out
I've been Up n Out
Up n Out, Woah
What you want from me now?
Tell me, what you need
Woah, I ain't been hiding
No, If you ain't been grinding you may not like this
You may not like it
You may not like it, NO
