Working In Retail

Truth is
You wouldn't care if I died
The truth is
At nights I cry
The truth is
I could blow this bitch up right now
The truth is
I don't wanna be here right now
Rather do my own thang
Write some lyrics for me to sang
Exercise my brain
Ease the tension
Free the pain
Stop calling my name
Don't you know this a tricky game
Stay in your lane
Smell the smoke
You feel the flame

Better stop fucking with me
Thinking that it's all cool
Go back to '99
Meet that ass after school
I done did a lot for free
Imagine what I'll do to you
Catch me on some different terms
Bet you learn some different rules

Bet you feel some type of way
If you found out this about you
Feel some type of way
If you found out what you gone do
I believe you ain't gone do nothing
Stop discussions
Didn't expect repercussions to come in dozens
Now I'm out looking for cousins
Get shit buzzing
Don't tell me what it wasn't
When it's clearly what it was
Pow pow pow pow pow
That's what my fists say to eyebrows
Ow ow ow ow ow
That's what you say
When you open your mouth
Now now now now now
Down on your knees
Bow to the crown
Crown crown crown crown crown
King in the clouds
I'm never coming down

Better stop fucking with me
Thinking that it's all cool
Go back to '99
Meet that ass after school
I done did a lot for free
Imagine what I'll do to you
Catch me on some different terms
Bet you learn some different rules



Credits
Writer(s): Macarthur Harris Jr.
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