Jarren Benton - My World lyrics
[Jarren Benton - My World lyrics]
Step into a world (Klaka klaka, klaka klaka)
Where there’s no one left (Buku, buku)
But the very best (Klaka, bo bo, BDP crew)
No MC can test (Bo bo bo bo)
Wishing my nigga was alive and his
Death was a fucking sick joke
I wanna give y'all me but these
Niggas just want a skitzo
Daily I feel like I'm under rated
Despite of any small win I've had
I still wonder if I'ma make it
See every day I'm falling outta
Love with the music
Make up the dumbest excuses just for
Me to get through it
Money, pussy and fame is what
They put in our brain
So when I wake I feel like
There's something I must obtain
I should be raising my fucking kids
But, I'm tryna write a verse that'd
Make 'em raise up their
Lids Middle finger up to the 17 year old kid
Who think that Kendrick
Cole and Drake are the
Only ones spitting shit
Don't be a fucking sheep and if you are
Jump in a pool of piss with
A cinder block to your feet
I'm hearing shots in my sleep
I wake up and it's me behind the barrel
My own blood seeping out my apparel
And how I come so far? I
Still think of killin' myself
Negative thoughts and drugs
This shit is killin' my health
This vodka just blanket my insecurities
Other rappers hide behind money
Clothes and jewellery
How does a nigga silence a beast?
Everything cool
I'm just out here tryna get peace
I'm no better than you
So I ain't out here just tryna preach
Somewhere I lost myself so I'm
Out here tryna find me my world
Step into a world (Klaka klaka, klaka klaka)
Where there’s no one left (Buku, buku)
But the very best (Klaka, bo bo, BDP crew)
No MC can test (Bo bo bo bo)
Where there’s no one left (Buku, buku)
But the very best (Klaka, bo bo, BDP crew)
No MC can test (Bo bo bo bo)
Wishing my nigga was alive and his
Death was a fucking sick joke
I wanna give y'all me but these
Niggas just want a skitzo
Daily I feel like I'm under rated
Despite of any small win I've had
I still wonder if I'ma make it
See every day I'm falling outta
Love with the music
Make up the dumbest excuses just for
Me to get through it
Money, pussy and fame is what
They put in our brain
So when I wake I feel like
There's something I must obtain
I should be raising my fucking kids
But, I'm tryna write a verse that'd
Make 'em raise up their
Lids Middle finger up to the 17 year old kid
Who think that Kendrick
Cole and Drake are the
Only ones spitting shit
Don't be a fucking sheep and if you are
Jump in a pool of piss with
A cinder block to your feet
I'm hearing shots in my sleep
I wake up and it's me behind the barrel
My own blood seeping out my apparel
And how I come so far? I
Still think of killin' myself
Negative thoughts and drugs
This shit is killin' my health
This vodka just blanket my insecurities
Other rappers hide behind money
Clothes and jewellery
How does a nigga silence a beast?
Everything cool
I'm just out here tryna get peace
I'm no better than you
So I ain't out here just tryna preach
Somewhere I lost myself so I'm
Out here tryna find me my world
Step into a world (Klaka klaka, klaka klaka)
Where there’s no one left (Buku, buku)
But the very best (Klaka, bo bo, BDP crew)
No MC can test (Bo bo bo bo)