[Intro: Merlyn Wood] Drink with the apple pie with it, yeah, yeah, yeah I don't got no chains in my denim, yeah, yeah, yeah I don't listen what the blogs tell me, yeah, yeah, yeah I know niggas got their own agenda, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Joba] I've got [censored] but she would never know I like to hide them, so much I lose myself That's why I'm pure to some, a psychopath to others And grew up in counseling, flipping off my counselors They gave me mood stabilizers but when I came off 'em, I was violent Took the drugs that I wanted which didn't help with the voices They just grew louder and louder They called the people who'd just chatter and chatter I juggle all my personalities
[Interlude: Robert Ontenient] Estoy tan harto y cansado, no puedo seguir haciendo esto Ojalá pudiera rendirme pero tengo seguir siendo fuerte para mi familia y mis amigos
[Verse 2: Kevin Abstract] I find myself gettin' better by the fuckin' minute Number one, my momma always had to save the minutes Got some D's, dropped out, wanted to be Russell Simmons Gotta keep workin', my head or in a vision Where the kitchen at? Keep the lyrics written Raid my cell and dope, askin' for forgiveness I just ran into somebody sellin' lemonade Kiss your kids tonight before them bitches run away
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract] Get your man, get your man all up off me Back again, want a hundred bands around me In December, I don't care what they call me
[Verse 3: Kevin Abstract] This for all my broke niggas, this for all them jokes, nigga That you niggas made when I was still livin' at home, nigga Did it on my own, nigga, grew up and I bossed out Grew up and I bossed out, grew up and I bossed out
[Verse 4: Matt Champion] I see you peekin’ through bushes And tryna get secret ingredients from us I know that you do it 'cause you see us boomin' Like C4 when you hear that detonator Lucky-lucky on the elevator Eat my dust, baby, I’ll see ya later I could always call your bluff You already said enough Take a risk, bitch Still sittin' on your ass, waitin' for a handout Giving nothin', put your hands down "Ooh, yeah, this for the culture! Ooh, yeah, this important!" Fuck off with that slang shit Fuck off with that networking Keep ya mouth where the money at
[Bridge: Dom McLennon] Yellow lights on my dashboard Red flags in the rearview I know I'm the one that made you upset But all I wanna do is see you You know that lately I don't think straight But I don't really know what I'm doing now 'Cause everybody got me fucked up I'm struggling while on the move now Yellow lights on my dashboard Red flags in the rearview I know I'm the one that made you upset But all I wanna do is heal you You know that lately I don't think straight But lately I don't know what to do now 'Cause everybody got me fucked up I'm struggling while on the move now
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract] Get your man, get your man all up off me Back again, want a hundred bands around me In December, I don't care what they call me Get your man, get your man all up off me Back again, want a hundred bands around me In December, I don't care what they call me Get your man, get your man all up off me Back again, want a hundred bands around me In December, I don't care what they call me Get your man, get your man all up off me Back again, want a hundred bands around me In December, I don't care what they call meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
