fools they don't rock anymore
Matreah
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Tell me if I'm wrong but Kinda getting sick of these fools Don't it seem like Nobody really rocks anymore Well Here Fools, they don't rock anymore Market my soul Proving it's profitable Momma is sold, oh Find out what I got in store Cause I got more Tell you the price of my soul, oh Y'all can't afford I get you high when you're low Hits in my pocket like coke We get it poppin like coca-cola We drop it off at your porch Don't gotta stop at no stores, no Fools getting capped for their clothes Don't gotta ask what the four for Who got the blood flow? Human is cold, cold I cannot f*ck up or fold I cannot fake I need hope Who got the light when it's low Ruger, they pull it, aim right for the skull Pull it, the bullet go right for my Seizure Came to collect my visa Freedom They repossess, no reason Freezing Grieve for the death of dreamers Jesus Fools, they don't rock anymore Market my soul Proving it's profitable Momma is sold, oh Find out what I got in store Cause I got more Tell you the price of my soul, oh Tell you the price of my soul, yeah I cannot sleep cause these damn dreams Not anything fancy No brandy or Lamborghinis or Grammy's Well Maybe the Grammy's Demons advancing Jesus command me Crazy I see all these things that he grants me Yet I still focus on things that I don't have Why am I focused on things that I can't be My tonsils sore Sometimes my spit gets as sharp as some swords I know I called her a whore but I was toxic for sure And I'm an awful sport For the minimal things, I'm responsible for And I talk bout the war in my mind When my grandpa has fought in a war Some of the worries I have Could be called disrespectful at best Warranted? Yes My cortex is more a corvette The force of ten horses, my left And more on my right My corpus is stressed If this was a bet then which would you bet Will I be alright? Homie, your guess about good as mine I bet on hope and I hope that I'm right I get obsessed with these notes that I write Half of my best inspirations are ghosts I felt possessed when I wrote this tonight Like I need an exorcist Stressing, I guess that's the price of perfectionist 'Cept I don't got the time to perfect every letter and line Rack my mind over messages Can't compose cause my tones of the posers My style can't be mine if my flow is impressionist To divulge from the mold is impressive So every line it gets special attention Sever the line if it holds no connection My mind like corrective detention Decline in executive function Divided my head, can't decide if I'm meant to be something Before I am left to be nothing Stress plus the mental dysfunction Now that's recipe for destruction Mix in some drugs and you'll really be fucked then Face peeling, can't let the extra skin go to waste I'm trying to open up, but I'm really a special case Since the days that me and my babe went separate ways Back in tenth grade, I ain't trying to mourn or lament That's the reason that I ain't ashamed to say it I'm just saying that I ain't been the same since People change it's Fine What I say is Fine When I say I'm Fine You had best say Fine I hope you're, I hope you're Fine I hope you're, I hope you're Fine You had best say You had best say
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