Remi Hazeez - Dark Place Lyrics

Stepped in a dark place
Lady dressed in a dark lace
Said she's got a record of me
Deceiving all my fan base
I feel my body resenting
Etching in my own assessment
Of all I'm sending, through lyrics
Verses and wordplay
It's your fault you tripping
Got yourself in a law case
Block your own vision
Judging yourself in all ways
That's your condition
Thinking that you ain't called for this
Or you ain't called for that
Like where the forfeit at
I ain't seen a profit back
I ain't seen a nigga to come tell me
You the f*cking man
F*ck it you the f*cking king
Lyrics on a hundred
They can't stop it
Cause you running things
Lyrics on a hundred
They can't stop it
Cause you running things
Shit, red Louis Vuitton's, a bottle of scotch and some Cartier
Living never tethered
Everyday looks like a Saturday
Three hoes for the weekend
I witness, none of they asses fake
Looking like Medusa
The venom drip out my ace of spades
Holding women hostage like Sallie Mae
Eat a salad off me, she freaky but watch her body weight
She's the kind of baddie that's quiet but do what daddy say
Heating every punchline, I'm walking out looking oven baked
That's some shit that I just wanna say
Wish my life was struggle free
Like the pictures that I paint
All I do is honestly
Criticize the words I make
Wish that I could feel the beauty
That I claim to navigate
But all I do validate
The struggles that I annotate
I wish that I could feel the feeling
Of saying there's a brighter day
I pull my mask and I'm revealing
All I've got are accolades
But I can't wait to f*cking feel
The feeling when I get to say
I love it, I love it, I I f*cking love it
I love it, I love it, I I f*cking love it
But my mind is trapped
In a dark place
Cause I try and try
But I can't shake
The feeling that
I ain't gonna make it for a while
You know I be tripping when I'm sipping on some wine
Said that imma do it
Said imma make all these dimes
But you know I be tripping
I be questioning my mind
I be questioning my thoughts
I be questioning these thoughts
I be thinking that i'm different
But I cannot run the block
And I cannot run the show
And I can't do it alone
And I know that i've been trying
But i'm feeling all this shit is just
Crushing my soul and it's going off
Really wish that I could just blow it up
Really wish that I could just throw the peace sign
Imma scream into the crowd and I say throw it up
I've got the liquor lined up, so I pour it up
I've got a shorty in the corner so I show it off
See, I believe and then I doubt like don't enough
See imma shine, imma grow, and imma make enough
Flow like express train
Flow like intestines
I intertwine then combine
I'm the next thing, next thing
Left swing, nigga left hook
Left jab, this the motherf*cking west hood
Flow is so extra
Double tapping women like
I'm f*cking ambidextrous
Genie wishes
Got me dreaming
All about a Lexus
Hit up on Alexa
Ask who the top is
She say you the best sir
It's best to see
That I've got a vision
But division is next to me
I've been holding to myself
When I should have let me free
I've been giving too much
To my doubts and my pedigree
But that's enough cause I say so
Imma make cheese
Drip drip on that queso
Working on all night
New song when that day broke
Chocolate mixed
With a little bit of sway
I can't wait to f*cking say
That I
I love it, I love it, I I f*cking love it
I love it, I love it, I I f*cking love it