"Brainwave" lyrics
"Brainwave"
Out the dirt with this shit
Real life real out the dirt with this shit
Sometimes I like to motivate
I don't have motivation, so I motivate
Yeah
Hop out with the thumpers
I barely attended school, I'm a drop out with the dumpers
I had dreams of doing rap, instead of always being on (bumpers?)
On the boulevard pushing sacks
I handled that to get my numbers that's real
Little homies want up on the songs
Let's go nigga
San Diego, pushing all day long
Used to shovel shit and, beg you for your chips to get my zone
Now I'm in a whip with a fatass spliff and (bread?) to put on my phone
I'm on
Now they ask me why I sport this shit (why you wear that?)
Cause growing up, I ain't never had no Jordan shit
Least I'm alive, glad they didn't abort the kid
I'm important shit, at two years old it was torch n lit
It's unfortunate, that I never got big
Ten years from now they be like that man he never got his
One of the best I ever heard, if he dropped a top hit
Bet you all the record executives they say he's not it
Now that's some shit nigga
I was really hit nigga
That's when I went and said fuck em all this brainsick nigga
They told me find time around the world to come and get witcha
Before you know it everybody reppin' brainsick witcha
Now we on, not business savvy
But I rally around my troops
Not too good with the paperwork, but if they coming for you I'll shoot
People come and people go, never know just who is true
But I remain a constant, something I set out to do
Brainwave
Brainwaaaaaaaaaaaave, I did it on my own so long brainwave
La-da-da-da-da-da-da
Brainwaaaaaaaaaaaave, you feel it moving all through yo brain
La-da-da-da-da-da-da
Brainwaaaaaaaaaaaave
My fan page hit me up, and what she was saying?
Her boyfriend beats her to my music
What a fucking lame
If I ever saw his ass in person, I wouldn't shake his hand
I might just beat his brain
I'm twisted and insane
A broken dream is all I ever
Had when up in that sleeping bag, freezing with no sweater
They complain about the price, you should be glad that you got that verse
I should charge like triple that, cause I know just what I'm worth
That's real
I'm sick of doing shows for crumbs
Sleeping on the floor with gum
Every night my nose would run
It ain't like I had to, but I had to nigga one-year old son
Used to get this shit how it come
Tell me what the fuck you'd a done, nigga
Brain polluted, since a young age
Used to try to make the front page
Offa bullet holes and grenades
Used to hit a hundred licks
And swerve and miss, on the one-way
Used to pay to go on these tours
Knowing I'd be breaking one day
Brainwave
Brainwaaaaaaaaaaaave, I did it on my own so long brainwave
La-da-da-da-da-da-da
Brainwaaaaaaaaaaaave, you feel it moving all through yo brainwave
La-da-da-da-da-da-da
Brainwaaaaaaaaaaaave
They say they love this life, but I love this life
And I'm still living it
But it can be hard though
It can be real hard
Sometimes my back's against the wall
But I will not fall, I will not fail
I will not lose
That's real
Gotta maintain and keep pushin' on through this life
Forever brain
Up, Up, Down, Down, Left, Right, Left, Right, A, B, Select, Start
Twisted Insane brainsick I'm out this biatch!
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- Twisted Insane Lyrics
album:
"Sickopatomous" (2019)
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