Why does the sadness on my face make you happy
You wanna see me fall is all, its something small
To you its never major
If you had read the script, read the paper
Before you dipped into the eyes of a maker
Makes me sick realizing I couldn't wait first
Grey clouds, grey rain, drenched in a grey shirt
Used to have balance and now it cant work
Heavy breathes, couldn't breathe, now i faint to dirt
Coming to the bum in you, knowing my worth
They say its just words, it should never hurt
If i get heated they tell me to check my temperature
I wanna do this for my city like the senator
I am the number 1 contender
I can do anything i think of
You know this how i'm built huhhhh
Any cap can get pealed huhhhh
We gone grab it by the wheel uhhhh
Show us how you really feel uhhhh
Like whats the dealio
We gotta break it down and fill it till the ceiling fold
And we ain't got no roof no more, yeah
Had to turn a Nigga to a real life ghost yeah
Sir Freck - Dealio Lyrics
Sir Freck - Dealio Lyrics
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Why does the sadness on my face make you happy
You wanna see me fall is all, its something small
To you its never major
If you had read the script, read the paper
Before you dipped into the eyes of a maker
Makes me sick realizing I couldn't wait first
Grey clouds, grey rain, drenched in a grey shirt
Used to have balance and now it cant work
Heavy breathes, couldn't breathe, now i faint to dirt
Coming to the bum in you, knowing my worth
They say its just words, it should never hurt
If i get heated they tell me to check my temperature
I wanna do this for my city like the senator
I am the number 1 contender
I can do anything i think of
You know this how i'm built huhhhh
Any cap can get pealed huhhhh
We gone grab it by the wheel uhhhh
Show us how you really feel uhhhh
Like whats the dealio
We gotta break it down and fill it till the ceiling fold
And we ain't got no roof no more, yeah
Had to turn a Nigga to a real life ghost yeah
You wanna see me fall is all, its something small
To you its never major
If you had read the script, read the paper
Before you dipped into the eyes of a maker
Makes me sick realizing I couldn't wait first
Grey clouds, grey rain, drenched in a grey shirt
Used to have balance and now it cant work
Heavy breathes, couldn't breathe, now i faint to dirt
Coming to the bum in you, knowing my worth
They say its just words, it should never hurt
If i get heated they tell me to check my temperature
I wanna do this for my city like the senator
I am the number 1 contender
I can do anything i think of
You know this how i'm built huhhhh
Any cap can get pealed huhhhh
We gone grab it by the wheel uhhhh
Show us how you really feel uhhhh
Like whats the dealio
We gotta break it down and fill it till the ceiling fold
And we ain't got no roof no more, yeah
Had to turn a Nigga to a real life ghost yeah
Writer: Brandon Rode
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