Lyrics: blimey dog
Music: blimey dog
I always end up tryin', it just doesn't work
It's crazy how my closest brothers left me in the dirt
These man will say they spittin' bars, but that shit all rehearsed
And all the struggle I went through, I thought I'm born with curse
And I'm just tryna make this money, tryna fill my purse
I had to put myself in second to put others first
It made me selfish man, this poetry, this spoken word
It's blimeydog and I'm so passionate bout all my work
And I'm not finna stop the rappin' till I'm in the grave
I only touch the microphone when I start goin' sane
It feels like I will never go while everybody changed
They say they bring you up and then they throw it in your face
And they repay all your support with them, just throwin' shade
And if I blow up, don't know how I'll cope with all the fame
It's blimeydog and I been on my own shit in my own lane
I really need my people, need my brothers, why we change?
Bitch, so why the fvck you think I grind for?
'Cause I was born broke and I ain't tryna die poor
I finna make it out, so why the fvck I'm cryin' for?
The fvckin' scene is dry, it's lookin' like an eyesore
I'm finna fvck up the whole scene
And I know a couple hoes that said they love me then they leave
In a couple years, I know that I'll be livin' out my dream
Couple man that hated me before they askin' out for feats