Bridge - September 8th lyrics

rate me

Hmmm yeah, oh, oh

Fuck your critiquing

It’s why that shit gets annoying

I’ve always said to be humble,

I’ve never told you enjoy it!

And I’ve been distant from friends

My closest homie’s my lawyer

I mean, besides from the fam,

I got a few organ donors

You hear that cocky persona

I earned no right for my tone,

I did this shit on my own,

I need my ice with Patron!

I feel it that base kicking, face numbing,

My thoughts talking, I hate running

And all these memories are jaded

No, I don’t trust none of these girls

I know they’re bragging to the world,

I feel invaded!

Uh, it’s hard to feel these empty spaces

I need to give me some plans

I want a type down that says

I got a... wishes

It’s getting hard to keep track

I might be caught up in lies

I should be caught up in that

One minute I’m feeling the heart

Next minute I’m flat on the....

But still I’m blessed

And you can say that I know what I’m doing!

Most people... had no clue what careers they’re pursuing

They want the project, I got the content, I build the moment

No distractions till we go plan on my...

But that’s just me!

Never saw the lights till I try

Get the table .. but I’m just there for the dimes.

I was born into this life, and we talk that cause we know

But I don’t justify for my clients, yeah

I’m the newest out there, the newest out here

But I kill ‘em, I kill ‘em

And they see me out, I’m trying to run ‘em out,

But I feel ‘em!

I won’t forget my past,

I’m here to work till I get them to respect my ass for real!

(For real, for real, for real, oh yeah!)

Huh, I’m feeling like a lot of people been wishing me bad

Cause they’re all working for shit that I have

And they say money can’t buy me no peace,

Well, besides from sex it’s my only release, damn!

They started shit back to ’82

Pops came down from overseas

No money .. and he made it through.

Always looking disappointed

I told him I’ll make it by 22.

Dad just passed, I’m drunk still, I still say...

And every record I get

I just body after body, missing party after party

That’s your girl that call me Shawty

And she lay there on the couch

Taking picture after picture

Put your camera phone away

Don’t you stop pulling that swisher, babe!

Now I can tell you that I miss you, girl

Not even when I got you...

Just enjoy, I’m even let you, girl.

These women taking my top of Grammy

Gotta fill in an application for those dinner reservation

With no college education

I still beat the fucking system!

What I want,

I’m so deepest, whatever

Did this shit for me.

I put aside all vendettas.

I’m in love with these sessions

Late nights and drunken confessions

They say I’m too indecisive

This why this ain’t your profession

I’m screaming, fuck your suggestion

These dudes ain’t nothing impressive!

.. crack me and seal

Just to let ‘em know we do this for real!