No tears for the pain, I'm too numb to feel it anymore
My soul cries can I open up and let it pour
I found love, but its hard for me to let it go
This isn't what I know, another type of low
Caleb:
Black kid in the burbs, friends are in the city
Remember asking ma if I can stay or take em with me
Mom is making twenty, daddy's making sixty
But id bet they'd be together if they split it 50-50
My boys with a girl like Kim Kardashian
Cuz she looking for a guy with long hair and light skin
But the worst thing to do to a chick is wife em
If you wanna stay together make her put it in writing
People ask me what im doing I dont know what to tell em
Cuz if I say im rapping they be quick to judge like a felon
I say im bouta blow up because my mind is a weapon
They be like ya no tellin I say just give me a second
I can't go ham and not ball, cuz thats like Kobe in fall
Why do I feel like where im from do not support me at all
Sorta like LA and Paul, or maybe David and Saul
But I ain't tripping I do better when they want me to fall
Jeremias:
It started with a list there were 5 things written
My brother told me does your flow switch when your spitting?
It ain't a 16 unless your lyrics sound different
Personal experience the first thing given
If you think outside the box with emotion they'll feel it...
I know I been something difficult to deal with
I'm just lazy and I'm chilling making all the wrong decisions
While my fathers out working 2 jobs what a living?
Trying sell cable to keep us from an eviction I say poverty's a sickness my music's the cure to fix it
My mom got business that only re pays her business
Baby sit on weekends for the food in our kitchen
I just want to take you both out this middle class prison
Embarrassed by the fact that your son started stealing
I admit it I was jealous cause my uncle's drug dealing and my cousin had a closet that could change my appearance
I just wanna say I'm sorry to my parents
And give a big thanks for the good things I inherit I promise...I'm a make it
Sware to god I'm gonna make it out this basement
Bridge:
Taking pills for the pain
Cuz we dont want things to change
Was it time to leave?
Or was it all in my brain?
You see im going through some things
And im so tired of the games
But I know you feel the same
I dont know who's to blame
My soul cries can I open up and let it pour
I found love, but its hard for me to let it go
This isn't what I know, another type of low
Caleb:
Black kid in the burbs, friends are in the city
Remember asking ma if I can stay or take em with me
Mom is making twenty, daddy's making sixty
But id bet they'd be together if they split it 50-50
My boys with a girl like Kim Kardashian
Cuz she looking for a guy with long hair and light skin
But the worst thing to do to a chick is wife em
If you wanna stay together make her put it in writing
People ask me what im doing I dont know what to tell em
Cuz if I say im rapping they be quick to judge like a felon
I say im bouta blow up because my mind is a weapon
They be like ya no tellin I say just give me a second
I can't go ham and not ball, cuz thats like Kobe in fall
Why do I feel like where im from do not support me at all
Sorta like LA and Paul, or maybe David and Saul
But I ain't tripping I do better when they want me to fall
Jeremias:
It started with a list there were 5 things written
My brother told me does your flow switch when your spitting?
It ain't a 16 unless your lyrics sound different
Personal experience the first thing given
If you think outside the box with emotion they'll feel it...
I know I been something difficult to deal with
I'm just lazy and I'm chilling making all the wrong decisions
While my fathers out working 2 jobs what a living?
Trying sell cable to keep us from an eviction I say poverty's a sickness my music's the cure to fix it
My mom got business that only re pays her business
Baby sit on weekends for the food in our kitchen
I just want to take you both out this middle class prison
Embarrassed by the fact that your son started stealing
I admit it I was jealous cause my uncle's drug dealing and my cousin had a closet that could change my appearance
I just wanna say I'm sorry to my parents
And give a big thanks for the good things I inherit I promise...I'm a make it
Sware to god I'm gonna make it out this basement
Bridge:
Taking pills for the pain
Cuz we dont want things to change
Was it time to leave?
Or was it all in my brain?
You see im going through some things
And im so tired of the games
But I know you feel the same
I dont know who's to blame
( Fame or Juliet )
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