This is my cover of "I'm On One." I completely effed up the ending majorly but oh well...How it was SUPPOSED to go is shown below:
Lyrics:
Aye yo
Never used to sweat me back in school
With my band bag
But went to college and got hotter call it cajun swag.
They used to clown on me
Said I couldn't hang alot
But now they hungry
Cuz they know I got that food for thought.
Nah I ain't bitter
Not sicker
I just get ill with it
They strive to keep it one hundred
Well I'm the atm
And I ain't knocking their credentials
I'm just saying when I spit
It's so insane that might be why they call me mental
Man
I'm in my breakdown stage
Fantasy's the best of me
Judgement's been deffered
So I'm on my Casey Anthony.
I try to gain control so I'll resume my post
But they ain't hearing it
Voices in my head just ain't no joke
So I'mma rip it how I get it
I'mma live it how I sip it
I ain't asking for your love
Just your respect
If you ain't with it
Start movement by myself
They'll call it a revolution
And I'm cool with that
But history will write it an evolution
I don't care about the money
I ain't even gotta try
I don't get up on that smoke
You know this music is my high
And I'm only 21 but I'mma do this 'til I die
And I'm only getting colder
Somebody should've told ya
It's over
Just forget it it's over
Yeah, you're over
Forget it it's over
I see you clutch when I'm in that grip
Got you drunk off of all I spit
Rock some polo on their body
Think their hot
I'm fire in the pit
Feelings hurt
Say I don't mean it
Think my words are too conceited
Don't wanna compromise
And frankly it's just
Too late to apologize.
Good when I'm on that flow
Want me to change so they don't go broke
Four white walls and one brown package
Filled with hope and disadvantage
I may be sorry how it went
But never that it happened
And my situation's so complex
Ain't gotta understand it.
I'm just saying you'll respect it
Cuz if not you'll be dismantled
I just want a firm grip on life
You're still trying to find the handles
I don't have all of the answers
And I really just don't want 'em
I just want a piece of mind
And some things to come in order
Women thinking they upgraded
Going straight from dimes to quarters
Maybe if he collects enough
He'll go buy himself a soda
Rocking digits 'cuz he got 'em
On that twitter
So they follow
If it's blatant they 'gone cloak it
If he roll it, they 'gone smoke it.
Lit the blunt so now he's burning
Was too hot
Her stomach's churning
He ain't really bout that life
Mind's made up there ain't no turning
So now we're sitting here alone
2 a.m. the bottle's gone.
Out here praying for some rain
So the tears won't even show.
And you wanna lock it up forever
Never coming home
But I can't let the past define me
My emotions just too cold
And I'm on another level
Call me heartless I'm just froze
But if it's already done
I look forward 'cuz I know
It's over
Eff it it's over
Yeah, it's over
Just leave it, it's over
I SEE U HOMIE!!!
melb07stl 1 month ago
@melb07stl Haha! Right back atcha! and Thanks! :)
homegurl081990 1 month ago
OMG! You killed it! These lyrics are too raw! <3 it!
kidwitsoul 2 months ago
@kidwitsoul Thank You!!!! :) :)
homegurl081990 2 months ago
This is beast good job
ymcmbfan63 2 months ago
@ymcmbfan63 Thank you :)
homegurl081990 2 months ago