BoldBeats - I Was Here Lyrics

Ha ha ha ha ha
Yeah, yeah
Yeah

Go, go, go
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

Said I really cried bout this
And I'll be damned they wasted tears
Every city, state, country, continent
Gon' know I was here
Yeah, they love to tell me sorry
But I know they ain't sincere
You free to hate me, that's no problem
Just as long as you make it clear
I remember them nights when I was hustling
That was in the whip
Focus fastened on that money
Fell in love with blues like I was crip
Stand on my business, drew my lines
You break the rules, you gettin' clipped
Alley-oop it to myself
They under the rim, still shooting bricks

When I pop out, bitches say
We see you climbed a couple tiers
Acclimating to the light
They getting blinded like some deer
I could be like them, get to cappin'
I'm just trying to keep it real
I don't f*ck with snakes or ghosts or rats
But only Yahweh would I fear
Having breakfast with an angel
Cause at dinner's when we sing
I talked to God and to the devil
Guess they finally made a deal
Now they wanna be like Bold
And level up just like the kid
Bitch I locked inside the crib
You was outside vibin' with your peers

Everybody wanna be cool
I just wanna run up racks
I just walked into a new level
That's why I can't react
How they claim that they the realest
Every song they drop is cap
I ain't finished talking shit
The beat went off, Bold, bring it back
I gotcha
Roll with the punches, I'm throwing them harder
God tossed up a gift
Now they see that I caught it
Tell me to float on my back
But I gotta keep kickin' lil' bitch
I'm in dangerous water
Get the f*ck out my way
I ain't begging no pardon
She wanted to chill
But I'm busy recording
I could f*ck on the mom
I done laid with the daughter
They love Bold cuz
He got em all feelin' important
Sippin' Hen out the bottle
We don't need you to pour it
On a run to the money
I'm feeling like Forrest
She volunteered some neck for tribute
Think her name Jennifer Lawrence
Think her name Jennifer Lawrence

Said I really cried bout this
And I'll be damned they wasted tears
Every city, state, country, continent
Gon' know I was here
Yeah, they love to tell me sorry
But I know they ain't sincere
You free to hate me, that's no problem
Just as long as you make it clear
I remember them nights when I was hustling
That was in the whip
Focus fastened on that money
Fell in love with blues like I was crip
Stand on my business, drew my lines
You break the rules, you gettin' clipped
Alley-oop it to myself
They under the rim, still shooting bricks