Eris Dublin - Drama

Drama, I been focused, I ain't trying to get in drama
I don't question what the Lord has did, it's karma
I ain't ever give a second thought, I gotta
Gotta get it, gotta live above the limits

It was early morning when got it going, just a hour later niggas violated
Stories told I never lied about them, I could die about 'em, eyes dilated
Getting thoughts I had my mind racing, just another stat on when the crime raising
Everything in order like a times table, but them hating niggas kicked my fire escape in
Lose my mind but then I find patience
That's an oxymoron to these school boys
Gotta keep it quiet I don't do noise
When I hit Jamaica I'm a Rudeboy
Another album that's another stamp
If You overlooked me, then I understand
Ain't no prices on me, still a wanted man
Every hit is like they throwing underhand
Always scam business on the other hand
If it's stipulated, I don't want it then
I used to be fiend to be in Summer Jam
So much sun now I don't wanna tan
Tried to add a quit but that's right amount
I ain't mad at it, what you tight about
It ain't adequate until I buy a house
Not established yet but how you like me now

Drama, I don't need no more probs, got plenty
I still find enough drive, on empty
Money all on my mind, they envy
I ain't really got the time, for any
Drama, I been focused, I ain't trying to get in drama
I don't question what the Lord has did, it's karma
I ain't ever give a second thought, I gotta
Gotta get it, gotta live above the limits

Time to get a bag and not a bag of tricks
When they in their bag, that's a catalyst
Caught me slipping aiming at a cat I miss
Felt what love was left and then I had to miss
Felt the knives pierced me, I ain't stabbed yet
When the narrative changed on a swag drip
Quick to tell a brother that's a bad fit
This is a mismatch got the match mixed
Blaming all they hits up on a bad pitch
Only bad coming out a bad bitch
'Fore you pucker up go get the chapstick
I don't hear the leads just the adlibs
Damn nigga, I was rooting for you
All along, I was looking stupid for you
Now I blame myself, that's what you do when loyal
Don't let 'em ask you what they won't do for you
Bread is bread, even pumpernickel
Head to head, you don't want them issues
Rep for rep, it ain't nothing special
If it's suicidal, I ain't coming with you
If I'm red handed, I ain't pointing fingers
Momma taught me not talk to strangers
They can't handle when I'm talking dangerous
I hear it so much that I thought the game was

Drama, I don't need no more probs, got plenty
I still find enough drive, on empty
Money all on my mind, they envy
I ain't really got the time, for any
Drama, I been focused, I ain't trying to get in drama
I don't question what the Lord has did, it's karma
I ain't ever give a second thought, I gotta
Gotta get it, gotta live above the limits

Written by:
Darnell Duke

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