Don't Look
• Written by MartyBars
Oh you mad huh?
Cause I came right through took a drag huh?
Then I stepped in the booth left it trashed huh
This a stick up fool with no mask on
Just a smile on my face
Catching everything I chase
Stressing everyday
I can't be a minute late
Matter fact a single second
I can't even second guess it
Got this here and you should check it
What you checking for?
got a checklist of my own
something you could never clone
One of one forever blown
Oh, they fucking with me?
Now I'm ducking police
Take the back way cause I got about a five gram
Ain't too much but these piggies out here wildin'
Prolly claim I'm servin'
I been here before
I been down this road
Don't know why I hit rock bottom and then seek out this flow
Tweak out the lows
Try to put these vices down but I need them the most
Reap what you sew
I'm sewing up the seams on my heart
I see how the dark
Bringing out the brightest rhymes I need them to spark
I need a new part
I need a new role
Take the lead and follow my own
Not no body else's on my way home
I got to be on
I got to be strong
But my knees weak I need peace
Like right now I need it please
Could you could get me what I'm asking for like today
They see me reaching but they tell me that it's too late
God damnit god damnit what this world has got me screamin
I ain't even had a chance to kick on a weekend
two studios and this lab has got me tweaking
Sister graduated college I ain't get to fucking see it
Crack a smile every once in a while
Just to let these haters know they ain't getting me down
Ain't grabbing the crown
Fuckers got that weak shit ain't having it now
Ever get that torch I ain't passing it down
Ever get to shine then I'm flashing it out
Tell these mother fuckers they can hate me now
Tell these mother fuckers I ain't giving up
Living for this rap shit get it how you live it bruh
At least that's what I heard
I ain't go to college so I gotta serve
Sack and serve to these birds
Got em screaming what's the word
Know ya self know ya worth
Gotta know what you deserve
Blowing wealth on this herb
Cause it keep me down to Earth
Well grounded, well rounded and I'm on the roll
Working, grinding, writing every night, now it's taking toll
I can't even breathe I can't even sleep
Last little something some so you bitches know the word
Let me vent
As if I ain't done enough of that shit
Tryna get a return on these dollars I've spent
I ain't tryna seem that rich
Less the beat turned up then I plea that fifth
Now these mother fuckers all looking at me wrong
Now these mother fuckers gonna take one to they dome
Now these mother fuckers gonna know to leave me lone
When I tell em don't come close, cause I think I'm bout to blow
Man I think I'm bout to blow, think I'm bout to shine
Think I'm bout to fly
Off this edge don't push me!
I'm just waiting I ain't scared, no pussy
I just ask that when I jump, don't look b
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MartyBars
Member since April 24 2013