The Leash Songtext
Everybody know my story and my glory, used to sleep in the street
Holes up in my clothes and broken shoes up on my feet
Never had no time to pay attention to yo beef but
If you feelin' froggy, won't you go ahead and leap
Look at the demon and I see him every time I go to sleep at night
Kids tell me they hungry, what the fuck is they gon' eat tonight?
People lookin' at me like I'm not there
Nobody ever believed in me
I'm deceased to everybody, rest in peace tonight
I'm yo nigga that you ride goin' wit'ch ya
I bet you feelin' like a fucking cyclone hit ya
I really try to get to fuckin' my (?)
I meant it I was in it like a (?) zipper
I got demons talkin' to me weighin' heavy on my soul
Weighin' down my actions like the monkey on my back
Someone hold my bottle while I fire off the bowl
Takin' a hit of the green and realeasin' my semen
I'm tryna just relax but
(?)
I kept pushin' with the devil in my head
I sit up on the floor and keep on starin' at the razor-blades
And thinkin' to myself that it'd be better if I'm dead
Not knowin' if I'll be around to see another year or two
Every time I think about my life, I need a beer or two
Most the time I wish I was invisible
And I ain't scared of no one just in case you niggas
Think that I be fearing you
(?) up off the drink that you would think I'm off the lean
Niggas and they bitches say they wished the phone would ring
I always used to wish one day that I'd become a king
Puttin' my life in the hands of no one but myself and I'll be free
Don't make music for the critics, I make music for the fans
They the ones who standin' by my side and let me know
Other people tell me that they really happy if I make it
If you really wanna see me fly then watch a nigga go up off the leash
[Verse 2]
Back one more time for the niggas thinkin' I was a done deal
Had to come back for one more spin on that fun wheel
Hit 'em up with like one more claps
Time, get up in the mind of your kind, you will find that every gun's real
Nigga this shit's unreal, my son coulda been with you
Ridin' up in the back seat when the holo tips just missed you
On fire when the vampire bit you
Ain't nowhere for you to run, fuck yo gun when that demon come get you
So many nights I spend awake, I don't sleep much
Faded in the hallway at like three in the morning
Lookin' at the mirror screamin' at the motherfucka that's lookin' back at me
Throw the bottle in it, goddammit I'm zonin'
Wake up, don't remember shit, I do it every time
All I see is bottles all around and (?) around me on the ground
A nigga head is poundin' and I feel I'm drownin' and I'm down and out
Because a nigga fresh up out the County
Fucked up and my head in my ass
Get up off the couch, I need to get my own shit
Got up out the gun and made a way all by myself
And jumped up in the studio and made a song called "Dome Split"
I was killin' niggas
Movin' all around this here country
I was livin' on the (?) with a 40 bottle for some lunch meet
Dumping on any motherfucker tryna run up pump me
Bumping Johnson nigga, it's not 21 Jump Street
Dreams of playin' sold out arenas
Wishin' that my granddaddy seen us
I am a pure wicked genius
Brain, it's all Summer on Venus
Don't make music for the critics, I make music for the fans
They the ones who standin' by my side and let me know
Other people tell me that they really happy if I make it
If you really wanna see me fly then watch a nigga go up off the leash
Holes up in my clothes and broken shoes up on my feet
Never had no time to pay attention to yo beef but
If you feelin' froggy, won't you go ahead and leap
Look at the demon and I see him every time I go to sleep at night
Kids tell me they hungry, what the fuck is they gon' eat tonight?
People lookin' at me like I'm not there
Nobody ever believed in me
I'm deceased to everybody, rest in peace tonight
I'm yo nigga that you ride goin' wit'ch ya
I bet you feelin' like a fucking cyclone hit ya
I really try to get to fuckin' my (?)
I meant it I was in it like a (?) zipper
I got demons talkin' to me weighin' heavy on my soul
Weighin' down my actions like the monkey on my back
Someone hold my bottle while I fire off the bowl
Takin' a hit of the green and realeasin' my semen
I'm tryna just relax but
(?)
I kept pushin' with the devil in my head
I sit up on the floor and keep on starin' at the razor-blades
And thinkin' to myself that it'd be better if I'm dead
Not knowin' if I'll be around to see another year or two
Every time I think about my life, I need a beer or two
Most the time I wish I was invisible
And I ain't scared of no one just in case you niggas
Think that I be fearing you
(?) up off the drink that you would think I'm off the lean
Niggas and they bitches say they wished the phone would ring
I always used to wish one day that I'd become a king
Puttin' my life in the hands of no one but myself and I'll be free
Don't make music for the critics, I make music for the fans
They the ones who standin' by my side and let me know
Other people tell me that they really happy if I make it
If you really wanna see me fly then watch a nigga go up off the leash
[Verse 2]
Back one more time for the niggas thinkin' I was a done deal
Had to come back for one more spin on that fun wheel
Hit 'em up with like one more claps
Time, get up in the mind of your kind, you will find that every gun's real
Nigga this shit's unreal, my son coulda been with you
Ridin' up in the back seat when the holo tips just missed you
On fire when the vampire bit you
Ain't nowhere for you to run, fuck yo gun when that demon come get you
So many nights I spend awake, I don't sleep much
Faded in the hallway at like three in the morning
Lookin' at the mirror screamin' at the motherfucka that's lookin' back at me
Throw the bottle in it, goddammit I'm zonin'
Wake up, don't remember shit, I do it every time
All I see is bottles all around and (?) around me on the ground
A nigga head is poundin' and I feel I'm drownin' and I'm down and out
Because a nigga fresh up out the County
Fucked up and my head in my ass
Get up off the couch, I need to get my own shit
Got up out the gun and made a way all by myself
And jumped up in the studio and made a song called "Dome Split"
I was killin' niggas
Movin' all around this here country
I was livin' on the (?) with a 40 bottle for some lunch meet
Dumping on any motherfucker tryna run up pump me
Bumping Johnson nigga, it's not 21 Jump Street
Dreams of playin' sold out arenas
Wishin' that my granddaddy seen us
I am a pure wicked genius
Brain, it's all Summer on Venus
Don't make music for the critics, I make music for the fans
They the ones who standin' by my side and let me know
Other people tell me that they really happy if I make it
If you really wanna see me fly then watch a nigga go up off the leash
The Leash Video
