Spent a night in Paris
I spent a night in Brooklyn
No matter where you go
You gotta watch the way you lookin
I haven't seen the world
But I really wish I could
But I've come a long way
From thinking i wasn't good
I made one album
I thought I was a god
The real ones showed
And the rest of y'all are frauds
Cuz I know my crew
And I know my lane
But imma raise above it
And you won't forget my name
Damn ain't it shame
To see him really go
Anger in his voice
And the passion in his soul
I can't let it slip
So I've held a tight fist
I'm a slave to this game
I just can't resist
Now I'm up till 3
With these beats on repeat
But I'd rather die
Then let y'all beat me
Me
That's who I do it for
I'm a king to the locals
So f*ck your world tour
Now I'll count my days
Till I have none left
Heart on guitar strings
I'm aboutta cut the rest
You all doubted me
And said that nobody cares
But then I spit one bar
And everybody stares
Imma stay an cook
Become my own fable
Im everything you want
But I'll never sign a label
I can do it myself
Maybe I'm too stubborn
But the game needs a leader
Best believe I'm one to govern
Time to end this show
Let's take the curtains down
I hate it
But the doubt amplified my sound
When you get on stage
All you'll hear is this
Yuh
The sweet sound of silence
Because that's all you deserve
Here's the response
When you try to cull my herd
That's the lesson I have learned
I can't even count
The amount of shit I receive
Think you've seen everything
But this ace up my sleeve
You know I love this game
But I really can't sleep
It's weighin on my mind
And I can't even count the sheep
1
2
Then 3
And 4
I can't even read my words
Because my eyes have gone sore
I'm tried
But I'll never let this rest
Because I know my grind
It's what makes me the best
Now I'll count my days
Till I have none left
Heart on guitar strings
I'm aboutta cut the rest
You all doubted me
And said that nobody cares
But then I spit one bar
And everybody stares
Imma stay an cook
Become my own fable
Im everything you want
But I'll never sign a label
I can do it myself
Maybe I'm too stubborn
But the game needs a leader
Best believe I'm one to govern
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Spent a night in Paris
I spent a night in Brooklyn
No matter where you go
You gotta watch the way you lookin
I haven't seen the world
But I really wish I could
But I've come a long way
From thinking i wasn't good
I made one album
I thought I was a god
The real ones showed
And the rest of y'all are frauds
Cuz I know my crew
And I know my lane
But imma raise above it
And you won't forget my name
Damn ain't it shame
To see him really go
Anger in his voice
And the passion in his soul
I can't let it slip
So I've held a tight fist
I'm a slave to this game
I just can't resist
Now I'm up till 3
With these beats on repeat
But I'd rather die
Then let y'all beat me
Me
That's who I do it for
I'm a king to the locals
So f*ck your world tour
Now I'll count my days
Till I have none left
Heart on guitar strings
I'm aboutta cut the rest
You all doubted me
And said that nobody cares
But then I spit one bar
And everybody stares
Imma stay an cook
Become my own fable
Im everything you want
But I'll never sign a label
I can do it myself
Maybe I'm too stubborn
But the game needs a leader
Best believe I'm one to govern
Time to end this show
Let's take the curtains down
I hate it
But the doubt amplified my sound
When you get on stage
All you'll hear is this
Yuh
The sweet sound of silence
Because that's all you deserve
Here's the response
When you try to cull my herd
That's the lesson I have learned
I can't even count
The amount of shit I receive
Think you've seen everything
But this ace up my sleeve
You know I love this game
But I really can't sleep
It's weighin on my mind
And I can't even count the sheep
1
2
Then 3
And 4
I can't even read my words
Because my eyes have gone sore
I'm tried
But I'll never let this rest
Because I know my grind
It's what makes me the best
Now I'll count my days
Till I have none left
Heart on guitar strings
I'm aboutta cut the rest
You all doubted me
And said that nobody cares
But then I spit one bar
And everybody stares
Imma stay an cook
Become my own fable
Im everything you want
But I'll never sign a label
I can do it myself
Maybe I'm too stubborn
But the game needs a leader
Best believe I'm one to govern
I spent a night in Brooklyn
No matter where you go
You gotta watch the way you lookin
I haven't seen the world
But I really wish I could
But I've come a long way
From thinking i wasn't good
I made one album
I thought I was a god
The real ones showed
And the rest of y'all are frauds
Cuz I know my crew
And I know my lane
But imma raise above it
And you won't forget my name
Damn ain't it shame
To see him really go
Anger in his voice
And the passion in his soul
I can't let it slip
So I've held a tight fist
I'm a slave to this game
I just can't resist
Now I'm up till 3
With these beats on repeat
But I'd rather die
Then let y'all beat me
Me
That's who I do it for
I'm a king to the locals
So f*ck your world tour
Now I'll count my days
Till I have none left
Heart on guitar strings
I'm aboutta cut the rest
You all doubted me
And said that nobody cares
But then I spit one bar
And everybody stares
Imma stay an cook
Become my own fable
Im everything you want
But I'll never sign a label
I can do it myself
Maybe I'm too stubborn
But the game needs a leader
Best believe I'm one to govern
Time to end this show
Let's take the curtains down
I hate it
But the doubt amplified my sound
When you get on stage
All you'll hear is this
Yuh
The sweet sound of silence
Because that's all you deserve
Here's the response
When you try to cull my herd
That's the lesson I have learned
I can't even count
The amount of shit I receive
Think you've seen everything
But this ace up my sleeve
You know I love this game
But I really can't sleep
It's weighin on my mind
And I can't even count the sheep
1
2
Then 3
And 4
I can't even read my words
Because my eyes have gone sore
I'm tried
But I'll never let this rest
Because I know my grind
It's what makes me the best
Now I'll count my days
Till I have none left
Heart on guitar strings
I'm aboutta cut the rest
You all doubted me
And said that nobody cares
But then I spit one bar
And everybody stares
Imma stay an cook
Become my own fable
Im everything you want
But I'll never sign a label
I can do it myself
Maybe I'm too stubborn
But the game needs a leader
Best believe I'm one to govern
Writer: Christopher Hamilton
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid