Ab-Soul, CJ Fly - Sadderdaze lyrics
Ab-Soul [Herbert Anthony Stevens IV] Los Angeles, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Ab-Soul, CJ Fly - Sadderdaze lyrics]
Ain't looking for no help
Nor a book upon to shelf
I got no one to tell so I might as rebel
Fuck it I'll go to hell
It beats being in the jail
Lost in this world still looking for myself
Ain't looking for no help
Nor a book upon to shelf
I got no one to tell so I might as rebel
Fuck it I'll go to hell
It beats being in the jail
Nothing but jewels
When I shine they said "It's the Don"
Rastaman, rest or rant in the restaurant
All events get sabotaged when we packing bomb
Overpopulate or
Take up space then we blasting off
Don't try to censor the message you send sir
Money what I hope these hoes know they
Won't get a cent of and since the placenta
That's what they loved the scent of
Father figures were brokers
Buying time shares
Rather than to tryna spend some
I need a cleansing just to cleanse sins
My pros been killing shit
Know that and peep the forensics
Private eye investigaters see that
My f-riends sick
Been thankful for my blessings while
I'm strengthing my senses
Felt detached like my tendons
Wasn't in attendance
Ascending past the Andes until I
Know when the end is
I chose not to epitomize, written lines
People criticize cause they critter size
Feel incline there's at hand
I could bring to light king revive
Living life get honor as of night
I know it's close
But no I won't be overthrown
You'd swear nobody know em
While he was smaller than a gnome
Frequent flyer spittin' even the higher-ups
Know that I've flown
Few bucks short to cop a water
Found ten then I overflow
Line for line, blow for blow
No one knows as I overdose
Lost in this world still looking for myself
Ain't looking for no help
Nor a book upon to shelf
I got no one to tell so I might as rebel
Fuck it I'll go to hell
It beats being in the jail
Lost in this world still looking for myself
Ain't looking for no help
Nor a book upon to shelf
I got no one to tell so I might as rebel
Fuck it I'll go to hell
It beats being in the jail
Heaven knows that we're living in hell
But I cherish every day that
We live and inhale
The toxins of this boxed in Earth I dwell
Yeah Earth's a sphere
But this the shit every single
Person on earth should fear
The competition is copping out
Cause I ain't move keys but have
The keys to lock 'em out
I'm rolling up my sleeves like I'm
About to knock 'em out
Just to show the tricks I've
Been holding this whole event
You enterprising, though, and I like it
It's coo
With the top dawgs yo, I gotta bite ya
Let's go soulo, hola, soular system
I'm spinning on my finger tips
See I'm as real as it gets
I'm realer than this
Wave of consciousness across
The seven continents
Drawing the law of opposites on
The noggin of novices
Hold the cropping out their accomplishments
On Instagram who gives a damn
How many likes you get?
I'm likely to flip, like gymnastics
Ima tell you I'm the illest
Till you get sick
Sometime the villain wins in the end
But that's how it is though
I find it real weird that
Zimmerman get to live oh well
Crack a seal peel a wood for the greater good
And don't be stingy with it
Share it with your friend
Cause both of y'all could be
Gone tomorrow just like
(snap) think about it, nigga
Lost in this world still looking for myself
Ain't looking for no help
Nor a book upon to shelf
I got no one to tell so I might as rebel
Fuck it I'll go to hell
It beats being in the jail
Lost in this world still looking for myself
Ain't looking for no help
Nor a book upon to shelf
I got no one to tell so I might as rebel
Fuck it I'll go to hell
It beats being in the jail