Asher Roth - Entry #8 - Terry lyrics
[Asher Roth - Entry #8 - Terry lyrics]
Yeah i'm trying to fall in love again
Get Mase back with Puff again
Or Bernie with Republicans
You see what we up against chase a dream
A little weed couldn't
Supplement these rumblings my money's spent
I'm trying to make a hundred
Off a couple cents what the fuck is this
Photos, pose, that pays shows
Spotify plays the same as pesos
Peanuts to me cause this fetus
Seat back and feet up
Beat down the leaders that
Cheat us of freedom
Be proud we read up, Aretha, Anita
I need some reassurance that this
Industry is worth it
Cause the inner me is nervous
That this energy ain't working
I know this shit ain't perfect
I may be a different person
Cause, I can't pretend I'm working
With this worthlessness they worship
Chilling in my Birkens, freestyling, smirking
Deep down I'm freaked out
Peace out, it's hurting, uncertain
Searching for some universal sound
But when you need or when you look
That's when it's really hard to find
I've had a lot of time to
Shine really on my mind
I know the world is stone cold homie
That's the bottom line
But what about my mom and
Sister selling for their wines
So I'm coming from the vine
Every single time I rhyme
Fine, let's take it back to GE 1
When this rap shit was just for fun
Don't it feel good
Or when I spit, you just download on DatPiff
Rate it very high then that's it
Fuck that shit
Or make hit's then I live on the road
And meet my niece when she's eight years old
I don't know homie, sounds bold homie
Sounds like it'll all grow pretty old on me
I need more, homie
Gary V telling me to believe and if
I don't then I be defeat
Well jeeze, I'm a head case
B in the best way means I'm unique and my
Jeans will impress date
Even the most mean-spirited
Inferior complex driven
Bond-esque villain still find the
Best in him, yes
That's living if I say so myself
This ain't for you man, this be for my health
Don't it feel good
Get Mase back with Puff again
Or Bernie with Republicans
You see what we up against chase a dream
A little weed couldn't
Supplement these rumblings my money's spent
I'm trying to make a hundred
Off a couple cents what the fuck is this
Photos, pose, that pays shows
Spotify plays the same as pesos
Peanuts to me cause this fetus
Seat back and feet up
Beat down the leaders that
Cheat us of freedom
Be proud we read up, Aretha, Anita
I need some reassurance that this
Industry is worth it
Cause the inner me is nervous
That this energy ain't working
I know this shit ain't perfect
I may be a different person
Cause, I can't pretend I'm working
With this worthlessness they worship
Chilling in my Birkens, freestyling, smirking
Deep down I'm freaked out
Peace out, it's hurting, uncertain
Searching for some universal sound
But when you need or when you look
That's when it's really hard to find
I've had a lot of time to
Shine really on my mind
I know the world is stone cold homie
That's the bottom line
But what about my mom and
Sister selling for their wines
So I'm coming from the vine
Every single time I rhyme
Fine, let's take it back to GE 1
When this rap shit was just for fun
Don't it feel good
Or when I spit, you just download on DatPiff
Rate it very high then that's it
Fuck that shit
Or make hit's then I live on the road
And meet my niece when she's eight years old
I don't know homie, sounds bold homie
Sounds like it'll all grow pretty old on me
I need more, homie
Gary V telling me to believe and if
I don't then I be defeat
Well jeeze, I'm a head case
B in the best way means I'm unique and my
Jeans will impress date
Even the most mean-spirited
Inferior complex driven
Bond-esque villain still find the
Best in him, yes
That's living if I say so myself
This ain't for you man, this be for my health
Don't it feel good