"Crowded Room" lyrics
(DTdaKidd)
(Beat those drums)
Alone in a crowded room, at times, I feel out of place
And then I just run away back to my hideaway
I never did fit in, I never tried to
No, I don't aspire to be anything like you
We ain't cut the same and we don't move the same
I been who I am since before niggas knew my name
Still gettin' used to fame, still don't enjoy it, though
Still not acceptin' no invite to no award show
'Cause I can't fake it for y'all, I can't fake it at all
I'm this close to droppin' one more tape and then takin' off
Superman gotta be stressed as fuck when that cape come offs
Save the day every day and still don't get to take a day off
Alone in a crowded room, invasion of private space
I've given this all I have, I need some time away
I need some time to think, shit, I wouldn't mind a break
I live in a stopwatch, so I got no time to waste
I can't please you motherfuckers, be foolish of me to try
I get what's on my mind, if you don't like it, that's fine
No really, I don't mind if I ain't your cup of tea
The truth is mighty bitter, I get it, you like it sweet
And I ain't sugarcoatin' shit, it just doesn't sit right with me
I feel like a referee, I call it just how I see
Even if you see it different, the way I see it's official
And ain't no do-overs after the whistle
You get it, I hope you do, I hope you put it to use
I broke the golden rule in this business, I spoke the truth
And I never regretted it or spent a second second guessin' it
You can't be hesitant 'cause chasin' presidents is precedent
Nigga say it ain't, he lyin', 'cause I swear to death it is
In this life, ain't nothin' comin' back around except your bills
And you probably wanna submit to all your problems
You got one day to feel sorry, after that, let's get it poppin'
No excuses
My mind is a crowded room, I always feel out of place
I always feel out of touch, I always feel out the way
That's why I'm out the way, 'cause home is my hideaway
I let 'em peek inside and they invaded my private space
I've given you all I had, I need some time away
I need some time to breathe, shit, I wouldn't mind a break
Give 'em all I have, I need some time away
I need some time to breathe, I need a—
Long live Pif
Yeah
(DTdaKidd)
(Beat those drums)
(Beat those drums)
Alone in a crowded room, at times, I feel out of place
And then I just run away back to my hideaway
I never did fit in, I never tried to
No, I don't aspire to be anything like you
We ain't cut the same and we don't move the same
I been who I am since before niggas knew my name
Still gettin' used to fame, still don't enjoy it, though
Still not acceptin' no invite to no award show
'Cause I can't fake it for y'all, I can't fake it at all
I'm this close to droppin' one more tape and then takin' off
Superman gotta be stressed as fuck when that cape come offs
Save the day every day and still don't get to take a day off
Alone in a crowded room, invasion of private space
I've given this all I have, I need some time away
I need some time to think, shit, I wouldn't mind a break
I live in a stopwatch, so I got no time to waste
I can't please you motherfuckers, be foolish of me to try
I get what's on my mind, if you don't like it, that's fine
No really, I don't mind if I ain't your cup of tea
The truth is mighty bitter, I get it, you like it sweet
And I ain't sugarcoatin' shit, it just doesn't sit right with me
I feel like a referee, I call it just how I see
Even if you see it different, the way I see it's official
And ain't no do-overs after the whistle
You get it, I hope you do, I hope you put it to use
I broke the golden rule in this business, I spoke the truth
And I never regretted it or spent a second second guessin' it
You can't be hesitant 'cause chasin' presidents is precedent
Nigga say it ain't, he lyin', 'cause I swear to death it is
In this life, ain't nothin' comin' back around except your bills
And you probably wanna submit to all your problems
You got one day to feel sorry, after that, let's get it poppin'
No excuses
My mind is a crowded room, I always feel out of place
I always feel out of touch, I always feel out the way
That's why I'm out the way, 'cause home is my hideaway
I let 'em peek inside and they invaded my private space
I've given you all I had, I need some time away
I need some time to breathe, shit, I wouldn't mind a break
Give 'em all I have, I need some time away
I need some time to breathe, I need a—
Long live Pif
Yeah
(DTdaKidd)
(Beat those drums)
