"Last Laugh" lyrics
This is how it feels
This is how it feels
Steppin' back in with the action that I bring
My life should have a caption: "This what happen when you win"
Now I'm back up on my king shit, I ain't growin' up, the fuck?
They call their lines the punches, shit, then call my lines an uppercut
Don't butter up, I cut around, you see me in the underground
I ran that shit forever, gave the run around a run around
Bitch, what? I used to want a big wad
Till I started chasin' cheques with numbers I want writ' on
I pick the figures, I'm choppin' grass like whipper snippers
Sign language to the world with my middle fingers
That's a press run, yes, I'm still the blessed cunt (Still)
Half my life, I gave the best drugs a test run
Think I'm still buzzin', hit a beat to kill somethin'
Nothin' can affect me, I pop twenty and a pill doesn't
Money pointless if you don't have happiness
And no one trappin' by choice, they just trapped in it
I use a hundred grand in rubber bands as a fuckin' fan
Understand, feel like I'm on a plane but it doesn't land
'Cause it's stuck up, man, you got me fucked up
I wonder how my teens would've been if I ain't touch drugs
I puff puff but I couldn't do the pass part
When you high, it doesn't mean you get the last laugh
I helped cunts but I couldn't be your plan out
Had to set a limit, in the end, they had their hands out
I couldn't be a man down, I put on for the district
I had to trust my instinct to really make the distance (Had to)
But it is what it is, bitch
Chasin' a fix but the fix didn't fix shit
It's like a Band-Aid over a machete cut
At fifteen, my main mission was to get a buzz
Could've been a lot worse, man, we could've lost Kers
Then you would've had the coppers at my doctor's
Drugs fold me, you broke me a couple times
You embarrassed me and made me lose my fuckin' mind
But I kept runnin' back, I needed you to function
I couldn't stop, was turnin' nothin' into somethin'
Was really thinkin' I'd hit cemeteries by thirty
And I'm dirty now 'cause all them years of memories are blurry
Definitely was hurtin' and if definitely's for certain
Then God makes it a blessin' when it's Kerser
Live it up 'cause nothin' funny when you dead
I move around like I got a tonne of money on my head
That's when I'm on the road, when I'm home, it's the kick back
Tryna pick which one I wanna kick at
This whole Kers run, I've had to have the thick skin
It's like a bucket of the dope that I've been dipped in
Life threw the obstacles the whole time I was movin' up
Are you surprised that, through it all, I kept on doin' drugs?
They counted me out, they really thought I would bow down
I used to tell my girl, we gon' get up out this town house
Now look, we got a bunch of these houses
We talkin' 'bout rap, the scene's nothin' without this
And think, back in day, I woulda took your pills
Now my front yard can fit a couple football fields
It couldn't look more real, remind 'em that the man is Kers
That bit's easy, I just hit 'em with a random verse
You round a roundabout tryna get your album out
But I was puttin' albums out to build the scene you found around
Shout it out, young cunts, don't gang gang
'Cause it change, enemies can come from your same gang
Just maintain 'cause it's life and it's sickening
I've cried tears, even found myself in addictions
I miss it, it's fucked up, ain't it?
How I beat it all but it's still the shit that I'm cravin' bruz
You're never safe when addiction's on your shoulder
I swear it gets more bolder and colder when you're older
Bottom of my spares, should see what the top's got
Walk in my shoes, you couldn't walk with my socks on
Kers
This is how it feels
Steppin' back in with the action that I bring
My life should have a caption: "This what happen when you win"
Now I'm back up on my king shit, I ain't growin' up, the fuck?
They call their lines the punches, shit, then call my lines an uppercut
Don't butter up, I cut around, you see me in the underground
I ran that shit forever, gave the run around a run around
Bitch, what? I used to want a big wad
Till I started chasin' cheques with numbers I want writ' on
I pick the figures, I'm choppin' grass like whipper snippers
Sign language to the world with my middle fingers
That's a press run, yes, I'm still the blessed cunt (Still)
Half my life, I gave the best drugs a test run
Think I'm still buzzin', hit a beat to kill somethin'
Nothin' can affect me, I pop twenty and a pill doesn't
Money pointless if you don't have happiness
And no one trappin' by choice, they just trapped in it
I use a hundred grand in rubber bands as a fuckin' fan
Understand, feel like I'm on a plane but it doesn't land
'Cause it's stuck up, man, you got me fucked up
I wonder how my teens would've been if I ain't touch drugs
I puff puff but I couldn't do the pass part
When you high, it doesn't mean you get the last laugh
I helped cunts but I couldn't be your plan out
Had to set a limit, in the end, they had their hands out
I couldn't be a man down, I put on for the district
I had to trust my instinct to really make the distance (Had to)
But it is what it is, bitch
Chasin' a fix but the fix didn't fix shit
It's like a Band-Aid over a machete cut
At fifteen, my main mission was to get a buzz
Could've been a lot worse, man, we could've lost Kers
Then you would've had the coppers at my doctor's
Drugs fold me, you broke me a couple times
You embarrassed me and made me lose my fuckin' mind
But I kept runnin' back, I needed you to function
I couldn't stop, was turnin' nothin' into somethin'
Was really thinkin' I'd hit cemeteries by thirty
And I'm dirty now 'cause all them years of memories are blurry
Definitely was hurtin' and if definitely's for certain
Then God makes it a blessin' when it's Kerser
Live it up 'cause nothin' funny when you dead
I move around like I got a tonne of money on my head
That's when I'm on the road, when I'm home, it's the kick back
Tryna pick which one I wanna kick at
This whole Kers run, I've had to have the thick skin
It's like a bucket of the dope that I've been dipped in
Life threw the obstacles the whole time I was movin' up
Are you surprised that, through it all, I kept on doin' drugs?
They counted me out, they really thought I would bow down
I used to tell my girl, we gon' get up out this town house
Now look, we got a bunch of these houses
We talkin' 'bout rap, the scene's nothin' without this
And think, back in day, I woulda took your pills
Now my front yard can fit a couple football fields
It couldn't look more real, remind 'em that the man is Kers
That bit's easy, I just hit 'em with a random verse
You round a roundabout tryna get your album out
But I was puttin' albums out to build the scene you found around
Shout it out, young cunts, don't gang gang
'Cause it change, enemies can come from your same gang
Just maintain 'cause it's life and it's sickening
I've cried tears, even found myself in addictions
I miss it, it's fucked up, ain't it?
How I beat it all but it's still the shit that I'm cravin' bruz
You're never safe when addiction's on your shoulder
I swear it gets more bolder and colder when you're older
Bottom of my spares, should see what the top's got
Walk in my shoes, you couldn't walk with my socks on
Kers
