Matt Usmiller - Foe archive Vol.2

I hear the critics but that's better than the crickets
I Felt the pain but it's better to inflict it
It's not sadistic
I'm just being realistic
Direct deposit I could feel my spirit lifting
I'm on my own shit just tryna do something different
Just wanna make the shit that make em wanna listen
But if I can't then ima switch it up
Cause I gotta get it nah I can't be stuck
And when I get that shit Ill never give it up
Even when I'm feeling like I did enough
They gon tell my story like they made it up
But they can't Paint the picture if i hold the brush
And I'm Always in my bag but never in a rush
And don't you ask me what's inside it there's a lot of stuff
So dont be coming round here acting touch
In real life you scary y'all some bitches not no powderpuff
Speaking of them bitches
If you treat a girl like royalty
That's when you lose her loyalty
Toxic like an oil leak
Everybody blessed but I think god been tryna spoil me
I been planting seeds and y'all ain't even touch the soil g
Brother still ain't free might use this tape to pay the lawyer fees
Y'all ain't bout that action and it figures so don't toy with me
Old girl was ignoring me and now she can't get over me
But shawty that's just life
I know I promised you that you'd get more of me
But that shit jus be boring me
Yeah
Tell em I'll go anywhere
But I won't go away
Cause when it's real
That's just how how you know you're here to stay
And I Never get to caught up bout the other day
Cause you never know when there won't be another day
That's why ion give a fuck about what the others say
Heard me yell out fuck em all like my brother say
And Opps be Looking at me funny but not in the face
Acting like I couldn't hear what you didn't say
And I ain't ever had a ghostwriter
I just set this shit on fire flow like ghost rider
Told my brothers that we riding till there's no tires
Until we fly all by ourselves without the co-pilots
Fuck all that other shit
Swear y'all can keep that shit
I had enough of it
Can't let it multiply
I had to much of it
I don't succumb to it
I Ain't like the other guys
It's only our side
Don't hear about the other side
And We ain't sharing any blood but it's still family ties
My boy go trap to Colorado in the enterprise
And he be Watching out for 12 but he still serve it right
Cause You could beat the case but you could never beat his price
And they ain't have enough to satisfy my appetite
Heard they was going to the moon I'm Boutta skip the flight
Cause I been shooting for the stars
Every single night
And hopefully they all align so I can get it right
Yeah yeah

Written by:
Matt Usmiller, Matthew Usmiller

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