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counterfeit (rap) - out of pocket lyrics

[intro]
yeah

[chorus]
i’m too sentimental, so i’ll cry a couple tears (tears)
my mind is in peril, because dying is my fear
racks be coming in, i ain’t thinking about stoppin’ it (yeah)
sick of all the noise, i’m just thinking about blocking it
just block it, stop it, they be out of pocket
i might need a doctor, cause the stress be feeling chronic
or maybe just a therapist, i’m losing my heritage
i work for all my money, you just sit there and inherit it

[verse 1]
i’m too sentimental, so i’ll cry a couple tears
my mind is in peril, because dying is my fear
but, what’s the point of fearing when i know it’s gonna happen (happen)
watch ‘em steal me blind, they take the wheels right off my wagon
so they throw me under buses when they not getting their way (way)
try to cut my mic off so i never get a say
artists come and go, and then they take off all their songs
i’m like “yo, i was a fan”, but it’s too late, now they gone
probably cause the hate is so much louder than the love
probably cause the crows be flying higher than the dove
and they probably wonder why i’m on here on this track like anyway
outside of the stu, i be quiet like an nda
i can’t believe the tricks they doing for a little cash (cash)
income start to rise, then compassion start to crash
but i wish it were the opposite, i’m losing my confidence
sick of all the noise, i’m just thinkin’ about blocking it
i’m blocking out the haters out with everything i know (know)
they trash your name, they trash your name before you get to grow
prancing, advancing, in like every way i do (do)
you crashing, romancing, you know you never grew
but enough about the people who don burned up all my bridges
’nuff about the people who was rappin just for riches
think you gon get famous after 1 song, are you kidding?
first you make the album, then the next you say you quitting (what)
what’s the point of rapping if you doing it for fame
you don’t got the drive, you just want money to your name
you jump from home to home, i can’t believe that’s where you’re going (going)
rappin’ off the beat, i can’t believe that’s how you flowin’
[chorus]
i’m too sentimental, so i’ll cry a couple tears
my mind is in peril, because dying is my fear
racks be coming in, i ain’t thinking about stoppin’ it
sick of all the noise, i’m just thinking about blocking it
just block it, stop it (yeah), they be out of pocket
i might need a doctor, cause the stress be feeling chronic
or maybe just a therapist, i’m losing my heritage
i work for all my money, you just sit there and inherit it

[verse 2]
you in there, i don’t meant to split hairs
they riding on the boat, and i know they charge a big fare
just to get onto the yacht, just to be part of the club
they might fake respect, but they gon never show you love
losing my word, feeling absurd, i think that i’m going insane (sane)
tryna learn, they wanna burn, i won’t take meds on the plane
cause these pharmaceuticals , they be trying to k!ll us
even from the grave, they gon try to bill us

[outro]
just block it, stop it, they be out of pocket
i might need a doctor cause the stress be feeling chronic
maybe just a therapist, i’m losing my heritage
i work for all my money, you just sit there and inherit it

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