See what I can see, what I can see, more than any flashy cars I see See what I can see, what I can see, living on the edge oh baby please When I pull up in here it's murdering, got his girl with me like? Q lined up for emergencies, man left no room for uncertainties They say they will but I'm sure they won't Had the chance, the door is closed I pour a glass and raise a toast, power moves they say I'm ghost Truth be told they lie a lot, sit at home and get high a lot ? tight you really fucked up now, they're doing life for a dialogue Out here incurring all kind of costs, sat out burning that lighter up Hour earning this life's screwed up, we're forced to trade our time for crumbs Family problems we're out of touch, it's just me holding it down for us Nowadays I don't miss you much but if you phone me late I might pick it up Little bros?? on the wing locked up, and I'm home alone tryna smile a lot I'ont give a fuck Yeah, yo These days got me sitting on the edge I been living like I'm dead, been a sinner for the wedge Still swilling that dredge, voices spinning in my head Living by a thread, claiming that? but everyone knows that's dread Slinging that mess, feeling like a? but everyone knows that's dead I wanna wake up in the morning feeling like a million pounds, my city is down Instead of just thinking it's hideous maybe consider your vision, fuck sitting around Fuck living on the defence, fuck winning on a pretence, fuck giving on the cheapness Fuck anybody tryna get a lock in on the freeness fam I ain't hearing that weakness, recess See what I can see, what I can see, more than any flashy cars I see See what I can see, what I can see, living on the edge oh baby please Take it all, take it in, take it all Treat these orders like these borders, niggas we ain't taking more Remember Sunday morning momma's floor tele-texting for scores Fast forward some years I'm changing the score Wondering why did Wycliffe split fire, and why did Mitch have to die, and why did Rico conspire I lost my trust in due time, and lost my young black spider We're losing homes like losing mojo, I'm the black Mike Myers All on my own tho, these niggas think it's joke like satire, you must be loco This game? once you play? Don't take no photos I'm local, okay I'm loco And once my bros home, the things are flying out like flyers, you here me right For? about my young Miss Ryder, she? her snatch when he was inside, I kept my budge inside her If she was more better looking, my homie that would be wife If she was more into cooking, I'll call a pack it and rise, Open your eyes and you might- see Living is hell, but we living it well, yeah we doing this good, like we never did fell Never did books yeah maybe did crook, but I never would tell What a terrible smell, I call bullshit to your credit oh well Got a problem you can give me a bell, well What is the meaning, read between the lines between the legs between the sheets between the demons ahh What are you scheming, I see people without reason I see things that I want but I don't need and I proceed to receive them, no how for the breathing Cus it's all tickets and bitches, women with hitlists, tits so big it's ridiculous Men on their business, the boys on their bullshit Wonder who witness, twitching, living the mischief Look in the distance, there goes all that we're wishing for, look at it glistening corr See what I can see, what I can see, more than any flashy cars I see See what I can see, what I can see, living on the edge oh baby please Hmm they know, I look young? and I'm play tho You're chatting shit you can shove it in your cake hole, behavioural I give in to your body like Play-Doh Hmm hmm I'm no angel, because I'm trapped in this body and it's painful And when it's cold and you can't afford a raincoat, and rainbows are coming out the arses of A-holes So full of hate but my life ain't great, 33 years so it's late to be changed Stuck in my ways, that ain't up for debate I don't date, I ain't setting up a time to be late Just to cater to make up and say you look great when you're old and you're fake and you're all a mistake And you call everyday, now that's all I can take, what a fate, to be setting up a life just to break What a cold cold day, see through the shit through these showboat frames Feeling alone so I call cocaine, friends swinging by when the coco came So I stowed it away man I know no shame, times getting hard gotta roll no strain Gotta work fast cus the roles don't change, work in the morning is oh so lame What a messed up world, it's a cold cold day