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This dude is a fake and a liar Walk in a room (Ooh, chill bro), oh It's Aha man Cool Hol' on I walk in a room and it smell like jealousy I should have known to never give back, but that's fine 'cause I'm not a charity Thought I was dead, but I'm back that's why I don't react when someone try to bury me How do you act, when you know for a fact that the love isn't real, you don't care for me? A lot of you weird to me I cannot hear what they tellin' me, I just can't buy what they sellin' me I'd rather use my own recipe Why would I look back at things behind me? I don't even care 'bout who's ahead of mе All of your jokin' is stole for comparison, and I keep it quiet and they call mе arrogant Hmm, oh well I guess I might as well let 'em have it then I was being good but now I'm bad again In New Orleans stuntin' like my Dad again Got on black like they had the rabbit end Life a trip, I suggest strapping in Saw the truth of what was really happening Told myself that I would never rap again, oh well 2020 what a year Letras de cancionesA lotta people that I love didn't make it here Lotta things really made me shed tears Made me feel pain I never thought I'd feel, oh They say they full of faith, but I see fear Y'all should not fall for their appearance I know they'd be hatin', why they cheering? When I step I shift the atmosphere I go where I want, I don't need clearance I got more than talk for interference They think it happen fast, now they furious I know they only try me 'cause they curious They look at me and they see perseverance They see a life they know they can't experience They lack the courage like a lonely [?] Call 'em up and tell them what you want I just want some bass up in my trunk I just want to love 'em when I'm sober The same way I love them when I'm drunk When I hugged her, I smelled like a skunk She looked at me and know I want the same I forgot the reason why I came I been trying to block out all this pain, man I walk in a room and it smell like jealousy I should have known to never give back, but that's fine 'cause I'm not a charity Thought I was dead, but I'm back that's why I don't react when someone try to bury me How do you act, when you know for a fact that the love isn't real, you don't care for me? A lot of you weird to me I cannot hear what they tellin' me, I just can't buy what they sellin' me I'd rather use my own recipe Why would I look back at things behind me? I don't even care 'bout who's ahead of me All of your jokin' is stole for comparison, and I keep it quiet and they call me arrogant Hmm, oh well I guess I might as well let 'em have it then I was being good but now I'm bad again In New Orleans stuntin' like my Dad again Got on black like they had the rabbit end Life a trip, I suggest strapping in Saw the truth of what was really happening Told myself that I would never rap again, oh well From Letras Mania