cain bishop - basement

Fucked around and made a fucking classic from the spot
Where we would look down from the mountain in the desert parking lot
When I would wish a shooting star to tell me who it is you are
Cuz you been frontin' tell me you in love when I know that you're not
I wanna clearer image of the future that you pictured with me
Know it's different but the truth is I been feeling dimwitted
With these thoughts I've been stuck with
Thoughts of revenge got me fucking with girls that I know you don't fuck with
Don't get too upset
Know you can't handle the stress of the world Just say "fuck, where my cup at"
No one's above that, take a lil' sip let it fall off your lips
Take trip let's just fall back
Back to when the feeling was reciprocated
Body bag zipped up, full of all the lies and all the shit you hated
You don't hit me now so don't you hit me when I'm situated
Imma hold it down so all my homies get up out the basement
Roll up another blunt, I'll be facing it soon
It's only been a couple months since I last seen you
I miss your eyes, I miss your smile I miss the way that you would close up in denial
I miss the memories that we would be making right about now
I miss the days when I would pull up at your house
And watch you come out in that pretty little blouse
I'd take you to the crib and we would blow right through an ounce of that doja
I've been waking up like I've been sipping on that Foldgers, soldier
Trudging through these days one at a time but I won't fold up
Loving every moment of this life so I won't hold ya
Know that imma keep up with my grind and when I sign the dotted line
I'll split the check with those with me for the blow up
Lately everything's been moving in slow-mo
I just need a little time to figure out where I'm gon' go
Feels like I don't know the person in the vids and the photos no more
I'm tryna make sense of these thoughts in my head
Feels like I'm better off dead
I've just been caught in the threads with these thoughts of regret
Where would I be if we just never met, wish I could be there instead
Just me and my friends, all the homies that meant what they said
When they said I'm up next
H's Worldwide 'til I'm dead, 823 what I bleed 'til the end

Written by:
Cain Crandall

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