Tabs, Coast - I'm Just Bullshittin' (I Ain’t Bullshittin’ Freestyle) lyrics
[Tabs, Coast - I'm Just Bullshittin' I Ain’t Bullshittin’ Freestyle lyrics]
Money doing big business
I mean them stupid ass hoochie ass figures
I'm about to start right now
I should probably start right
Now but I'm bullshitin'
I should probably stop starting
Things I can't finish
And fuck around with stupid
Ass hoochie ass bitches
I should probably stop right now
I'm about to stop right
Now but I'm bullshittin'
I stay bent, rain drenched on the same bench
Pouring liquor out
Trynna figure out where the day went
Falling flat on my face to make my payments
Get a taste of the pavement but
Embraced what the pain meant
I know the weight of the world
So I can save strength
Beyond insane it leaves me
On the same wavelength
It makes sense my placement
Is the basement steps we underground
The foundation of the great depressed
I wake up every single morning
To the same regrets
The only thing that I know how
To do is make a mess
Breaking sweats screaming "I hate this test"
I'ma save my breath
I'ma need that shit when I'm chasing death
This pain in my brain stressed me
It came from a strange medley
That changed and became deadly
All that was right became lefty
No biggie the way that my faith left
Me it's skating like Wayne Gretzky
The weight that it made stressed me
It flipped pain on his brain
Life's a roll of the the dice
I'm bored of this kids game
I swore that I switched lanes
Showed myself that shit's changed
And just like that and
Right back being insane
Twisting herb, already on my 3rd spliff
It's disturbed
How a little problem can turn big
I can finally see what hurt is
Trying to forge a new path with
The debris from this burnt bridge
I felt like I wasn't worthy of
Shit for over half my life
The latter half I battle past
It with laughter right
I say fuck it, but it eats the soul out of me
I'd go casually knowing I'm a casualty
Omnipresent, Convalescent
I Know it's facts that
My presence is unpleasant
I been suffering from that since a Boy Scout
My thoughts loud
Im just tryna turn the noise down
I don't have regard for health
I'm a fuckin dummy don't love myself
So how the fuck you get something from me
Living crumby, frontin like it's all gravy
I just eat sleep and shit like a small baby
What you'd call crazy
What the fuck is life 'bout feelin wiped out
The fuck I'm sposed to write down?
Right now I am presently at wit's end
Tryna figure out this bitch life
And her trick friends
Fuck a sick Benz wit rims or some quick ends
(why?) so I could front I'm big
Time like I'm Big Ben
Bic pens, click lighters, white loose leaf
Usually, I like to puff fire that soothes me
I'm not a newbie, I been doin this here
For no reason now I'm on my 25th year
I sip beer
And I think of what it coulda been
I was never scared to work you
Know I fucking put it in
Waste of air, since space and time existed
Ancient Mayan scriptures depict me
High in pictures
I fail better, and usually on a higher scale
My clientele has spent millions on
The lies I sell