Big K.R.I.T. - Handwriting lyrics

(Handwriting's on the wall)
Yeah, it's on the wall
I'mma keep drinking til they toss
Me out this motherfucker man

Excuse my tone of voice but today
Was just a bad day
Label hit me about another single and
Said I ain't had play since Country Shit
Hell they thought that was
A regional record anyway
But thank God for Bun B and
Ludacris because they had faith
That shit would take off and it did
Guess I was too country to quit
I make albums not hit's
These rich folks don't know about this
But that's cool
I'm back to that KRIT wuz Here
Pray to God this was meant for me
A king to be hoping my time was near


Maybe I'm rapping in vain
Maybe this wasn't my lane
Maybe I'm hurting myself
Talking 'bout real life instead of the fame
How can I change? Shawty I swear
I think I'm wasting time
On the phone with my pops like
"I just wanna save some lives"
I just wanna do some right with
The wrongs I was dealt
My pride might be my downfall
But I ain't asking for help
I wear my heart on my sleeve
Don't run into me cause it bleeds
No disrespect to your craft
But I make my own beats shit the handwriting

(The handwriting's on the wall)
Man the Hennessy do something to a
Nigga man sometimes that shit
I just can't hold back, you feel me?

First quarter got me like boiling
Water with soda in it
Drop my project in the pot watch it
Lock up like those in prison
Gotta prove these people wrong that
Don't see the vision
Three nominations, number one on 106
Hell I forgot to mention
Two free albums minus label support
Fired my publicist cause I forgot what
I was paying him for
Drunk til I'm barely conscious
Call Jonny tell him put
Sha on 3-way immediately
Cause, I'm sick of being lied
To and I'm waging war
Then I'm going back to Sippi
Land and I'm quitting rap
Ain't that bad cause when I was poor
Hell I was fairly happy
Dealing with the critics and the
Comments got me trippin'
Like my accent and my tone make
It really hard to listen
I was scarred but I was
Driven before the politics came
Lynching rappers and dropping albums
And watching 'em hang
I pushed mine back with fear that they
Might just do me the same
Cause, I rebel I might get shelved
But that's part of the game
Hell, the handwriting

(The handwriting's on the wall)
Goddamn right it's on the wall
I take this shit seriously man
This is my life, this all I've ever known
This all I'll ever do and I promise to God
I won't let nobody take it from me

I did it for all of mine and all of yours
Ten toes deep in the game I'm in
I'm bound to lose if I'm living in sin
If I play to win will I make it out?
I'm tired of feeling my heart Lord
I just wanna scrape it out
This the road less traveled
Shit I just gotta stay the route
I hear the hate and all the betrayal
I just gotta phase it out with another shot
Better chase it down with a glass of Crown
Put that on my tab, yeah I'm doing bad
Cuz music's all I've ever known, shit
All I've ever had
Tryna say something, tryna do something
Tryna be better
Ain't much time left, I gotta make do
I can't live forever
Ain't that what makes me me?
No smoke and no mirrors
And I don't even wear Loc's
So they can see me clear
And you can say that I'm bitter
But tell me if I'm trippin'
They stick their noses up and
Talk down on Mississippi
Imagine how you'd feel to know you work hard
And you educated
And they treat you like you never made it
The handwriting

(The handwriting's on the wall
Final curtain's about to fall
Just ain't no feelings left
At all, the handwriting
Handwriting's on the wall)