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Lyrics: Oncue. Other. Crashing Down.


Look at me, See I'm finally hot
Believe or not
Oh no Mr. Ripley
Who rollin with me?
You never believed me
If you can't see it...
Open up your eye lids
Flow so polished
I deliver the knowledge
For the promise of dollars
I jus wanna frolic
In the money til it flows over my colic
In over my head, whatever you call it
I just wanna walk with the same ones I crawled it
Fucked up and failed with,
Balled and hit the mall with...
For all the designer labels
And I don't give a shit if I sign to a label
As long as I'm able
To be the one who makes you
An outlet for all of y'all to escape to...
Then I'll forever be grateful
It's when you find yourself
That's really when they hate you (yeah)

[Hook:]
I've been looking for you
Can you save me?
From Crashing Down
I've been searching for truth
Can you save me?
From Crashing Down
DownDown
From Crashing Down.
DownDown

I said I'm gonna be
Who I wanna be
And that's fuckin me
Don't like it? you can leave
Are you really blind
Baby can't you see
I never been wrong
(What) Will it take you to believe?
I don't give a shit, It's way too late
About all the negatives things you say
Mean muggin at me givin me screwface
I know I'll succeed, only through faith
I told her last spring, I'm a do my thing
She ain't really here, Sposed to be on my wing
But that ain't gon happen, The fat bitch singed
One thing left for me to do is continue thisdream.

[Hook]

This point in my life, there's not much that I fear
Why's that I always knew I was better than my peers
Why is it now that you finally agree?
You were suchin for the one but it's obvious to see...
That it's obviously me, who belongs on these beats
Who pours their heart and soul for all ya'll to see
Who writes with the heart of lion proudly as me
So in 12 months time, they be shoutin me
No not you, you not gonna make it
You werent creative you were fuckin lazy
You were too afraid, to be fuckin great
That's where I came in, and stepped up to plate
First I said it's your boy, then I said it's cuey
'Bout to see money and these chickens wanna do me
And I find it funny, 'cause it's something that I love
It's so unfair this shit is better than a drug

[Hook]
Oncue