Lyrics:
confined
In wires or nine to fives
Or borderline
Suicidal and traumatized
By evil lives or knives
We let into our fragile minds
Our lives controlled by suits
wanted was a getaway
I'ma take a chance by letting a brook slide for what I got in my hands
I can not agree to follow a leader while on the borderline
came from the corner where nobody got shit
Took the cards I was dealt, turned it into hot spit
Now I'm not only a passenger, I'm in the cockpit
Been
to con-trol, they study what I said
Dig it - my name is 'Riq, and when I'm on the mic
I'm known to spit somethin' that these MC's hate
I couldn't care less what
It's darkness in my veins
Surrounded by the hate
Fuck what you said
Let me live my life
Surrounded by the hate
Just let me live my life
Just let me
Thinking that I might go to London tonight, or even go to Paris see the stars so bright
Thinking this where I wanna be tonight, one with the stars
forgot about the whole
Beyonce thing right? Okay cool is it OK now?
Remind me why we in this shit -
Nigga I'mma make my music from my heart
And I live
Verse 1:
Austin representer to the end
By time I was ten I was long gone
I was on that east side boy, no Lil Jon
I would with my grandma making
the sea
A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes
And love in her heart for me
I work in a London bank, respectable position
From nine to three they
everything second to you
Cuz' there's nothing that even compares
To a second with you
If I live for people's acceptance
I'll die from their rejection
But
Order me another Zip
I've been borderline I'm never switching sides
They finna jump in and dance with the beast
This a triple drive CCC niggas out
I don't give a fuck
Life I live it up
I ain't missing much
Shoot a shot
Before you go against me
Warn your whole team
That I don't lose a lot
Taking
the passenger side, I want to to push a 6 double O
But poverty refuse to let me drive
I wonder why drug dealers and killers live plush
Hoping niggas have
tried hard
For all the things that I wanted but my money was inadequate
Probably be killed by my cousins back in Africa
If they knew I risked my free
a vaccine now but I still ain't takin' it (God)
We all saw that nurse who passed out from that shit
Live on TV, miss me with that funny shit
I don't trust
Someone to save me from the borderline
Know getting help is so important
But still I feel so damn annoying
Like I'm a big responsibility
Like all my friends
fans
Shed a tear when they can shake my hand
Here I stand
With a stance still advancing
Some artists from Atlanta
Has painted all over hip hop's canvas
back to this ride shit
I'm still on that passenger side with
Ya'll should know the names by now
I should be playing Notre Dame
Virginia Techin'
overstimulated, mental state on overload
Times I be feeling like the world taking me by storm
Pushing me away from everything so I can clear my thoughts
Take it how
15, 1912, just a few hours after striking the iceberg. More than 1,500 people lost their lives in the disaster, while around 700 people were rescued by
feet
From nothing to something
Were far from complete
Doing the shit that I dreamed of
But I still gotta eat
But we all gotta eat
But we all gotta ball
that, youknowhatI'msayin?
Night is in the air
Enemy.. on the borderline
Who'll be the next to fire
forty-one shots by Diallo's side?
You said he
the gym
Fuck it I'm balling, Rollie the wrist
Money stay pouring, Givenchy the drip
She getting wet from the way that I live
Finish her off, then I
you've just seen the ghost of Jesus walking by
I never sleep
When trouble steals thoughts
From my restless mind for free, it could be (ohh)
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