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fresh c - crisis lyrics

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isis remix (crisis)

(chorus)

1 time for em praying on my downfall (aye)
2 times for the homies that didn’t get far (aye)
3 times for the fresh squad screaming in the background at my concerts that they want more

4 times for anybody who doubted me
5 times to my father who abandoning me
6 times for the people like me with ptsd and anxiety
you are not alone

when my voice hit the beat
it’s a crisis (whoa)
peaceful in my heart
but the drama bout to start

keep a (gun noise) —— nah nah nah …
punch line for the lunch line
rappers standing in
i’m the nicest (try me)

they talkin’ like i pay attention (naw)

gettin’ paid to walk in
you pay general admission (whoa)

we are not the same (naw)
i’m different

used to pitch rock on the mound
like clemmons (whoo)

f-ck around if you bout it
we can get it (whoo)

keyboard warriors all get deleted (whoa)

y’all ain’t bout sh-t

keep ya fake hand shakes & mix tapes i don’t need it

noah how you doing
been a minute

father of the year
you didn’t get it
didn’t pitch a ball or go fishing
teacher asked where yo dad at?
told em you went missing

tell em how you deserting me
grandma took care of me
ran from 5-0
gun shots & security
beat my moms physically
best gift you’ve given me
showed me what not to be

the proud father that you couldn’t be
pal bearer at the funeral isn’t me
dead the past with my last verse
curse rollin’ by in a he-rs-
skirt skirt
rest in peace

i don’t wanna talk
put the phone down

you don’t want these hands boy
calm down

you had the spotlight
til i came round
played the background
when it dimmed down
boy how you feel now ?

i’ma have security
walk you out now
let the door hit you on the way out
we ain’t fam
that word played out

you said i’d never be sh-t
well i’m it now

(chorus)

1 time for em praying on my downfall (aye)
2 times for the homies on the badger squad (aye)
3 times for the every job that i got
getting fired on the spot cause i spit raw
f-ck y’all
4 times for the nights that were all bad
5 times for labels who ain’t call back
6 times for the kids like me with ptsd and anxiety. (this the get back)

- fresh c lyrics

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