[Hook: AEli]
Oh no, there they go!
Better run for your life, got Suits and Ties and they want
They want to own you (x2)
[Verse 1: AEli]
I wake up in the morning yawning, check the time and go ahead and get dressed, thank the Lord, say thank you for another day, I'm truly blessed, I guess another days another test but best be to spend my time alive then to spend my time inside a box some feet beneath the Earth, put on some clothes and head to work, this curse some call a job, try not to sob, try not to flirt, co-worker's beautiful, the usual day inside my shoes, you'll grow to know my curse is gone around 4 and then I'm hustling, busting my ass just to get my ass handed back by these want to be labels and scavengers wearing masks. You want a beat? You want a mix? You want my clothes? You want my kicks? You want my dick? Shit, should I jump up off a bridge? Do I really need to sell my soul just to get a hold of this industry? Offending me, my talent's being wasted, my days are starting to fade so I might as well and just "taste it" so fuck it, I'm emo now and I'm faded, got damn it I'm wasted, just face it
Chorus (x2)
[Verse 2: Casual Jamar]
Well oh Jesus, let me roll my sleeves up, let me wake the sleepers and their speakers need some preachers like we're preaching toward believers, hope they believe that we've been next with our level, placing bets as we rebel with success while you wrestle with the best in the league, nestled at the top like a nigga climbing trees. So let me loosen up the tie and as I double cuff them sleeves, please, these niggas won't believe all the dues we've been paying, with the dudes we've been slaying as we move in the layer blowing moods in the air like, like, like you listen to my EP? Well suck it easy, the homies rolling with me toward the north with support, well of course from your "beezy". She working with me so I keep her hands busy. She reports, we uncork, lose the tie, roll the sleeves, please believe I intend to succeed guaranteed
Chorus
Oh no, there they go!
Better run for your life, got Suits and Ties and they want
They want to own you (x2)
[Verse 1: AEli]
I wake up in the morning yawning, check the time and go ahead and get dressed, thank the Lord, say thank you for another day, I'm truly blessed, I guess another days another test but best be to spend my time alive then to spend my time inside a box some feet beneath the Earth, put on some clothes and head to work, this curse some call a job, try not to sob, try not to flirt, co-worker's beautiful, the usual day inside my shoes, you'll grow to know my curse is gone around 4 and then I'm hustling, busting my ass just to get my ass handed back by these want to be labels and scavengers wearing masks. You want a beat? You want a mix? You want my clothes? You want my kicks? You want my dick? Shit, should I jump up off a bridge? Do I really need to sell my soul just to get a hold of this industry? Offending me, my talent's being wasted, my days are starting to fade so I might as well and just "taste it" so fuck it, I'm emo now and I'm faded, got damn it I'm wasted, just face it
Chorus (x2)
[Verse 2: Casual Jamar]
Well oh Jesus, let me roll my sleeves up, let me wake the sleepers and their speakers need some preachers like we're preaching toward believers, hope they believe that we've been next with our level, placing bets as we rebel with success while you wrestle with the best in the league, nestled at the top like a nigga climbing trees. So let me loosen up the tie and as I double cuff them sleeves, please, these niggas won't believe all the dues we've been paying, with the dudes we've been slaying as we move in the layer blowing moods in the air like, like, like you listen to my EP? Well suck it easy, the homies rolling with me toward the north with support, well of course from your "beezy". She working with me so I keep her hands busy. She reports, we uncork, lose the tie, roll the sleeves, please believe I intend to succeed guaranteed
Chorus
( Elijah James )
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