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FEAR (feat. SkyeTheKing)

by Quay Miller

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This black male got to face his problems like a Backwood Niggas talk behind my back daily like it's all good Haunting people souls for a price like I'm Rob hood My heart froze, soul cold, I'm up to no good Got these niggas rambling, shaking, and fucking panicking Beat the odds against me They switching and fucking gambling Balling, Quintin Winnegan All I do is just win again Fatalities Mortal Kombat, I FINISH EM Man, y'all sweet like sugar I'm a Benedict Tell them suckas blow off Better yet, go eat a dick I'm equipped with arms You see I'm war ready, frags like confetti Now I'm bringing fear with knives and Barrettas I'm talking fear Something that will have you shedding tears and making amends until you get to the very end I'm talking fear Something that will swallow you whole and spit you back out whenever you feel you in doubt I'm talking fear Something that you don't want to face It can either make or break you when you enter the race I'm talking fear Something that can't hide the pain It can push you to the limit, maybe drive you insane I'm talking fear Something that will swallow you whole and spit you back out whenever you feel you're in doubt I'm talking fear Something that would have ya ass gambling for a quarter of ya life You slip up and it's taking you I fear I'm not gone live long enough to live all of my dreams I want a mansion in Hollywood, shooting shows with the team Fear like I'll never be good enough as I know I can be My expectations is higher than Snoop D-O double G I try so hard to stay motivated and follow the dream but it's like all my emotions is feeling rotten beneath These days I go thru the motions, I don't be feeling a thing I'm not connected with peeps, it's like I'm lagging in game I do not talk to nobody, they ain't got nothing to say I'd rather talk to myself They think I'm going insane I'm always smoking alone, I be getting lit in my brain That's where my head at the most Feel like I'll never reach fame I'm appalled hearing the shit some of y'all smearing all over the walls and mirrors of rap killing our image Y'all be outta line, run ya back to the line of scrimmage Ain't playing no games no getups No get up, you in the the way Fear I'll never get far (NOPE) Just a nigga with bars (DOPE) Ton of wasted potential all of the drive with no car I'm tryna ball in the malls, tryna hit Q for the golf (SCHOOLBOY) One day recording a song, the next day it's on the billboard Damn Skizzy, heard you tryna be the man Skizzy Don't forget about the fam, they the ones who had yo back way back Skizzy Goddamn, goddamn Skizzy Heard you tryna be the man Skizzy Can't forget about the fans, they the ones that's paying, funding for the brand Skizzy

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