Dirt Off Your Shoulder / Lying From You

歌詞

"I ordered a Frappuccino, where's my fucking Frappuccino?" "Alright, let's do this." When I pretend everything is what I want it to be I look exactly like what you had always wanted to see When I pretend, I can forget about the criminal I am Stealing second after second just 'cause I know I can, but I can't pretend this is the way it'll stay, I'm just Trying to bend the truth I can't pretend I'm who you want me to be so I'm Lying my way from If you feelin' like a pimp, nigga, go and brush your shoulders off Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off Niggas is crazy, baby, don't forget that boy told you Get that dirt off your shoulder I probably owe it to y'all, probably be locked by the force Tryin' to hustle some things that go with the Porsche Feelin' no remorse, feelin' like my hand was forced Middle finger to the law, nigga, grippin' my balls Said the ladies, they love me From the bleachers they screamin' All the ballers is bouncin', they like the way I be leanin' All the rappers be hatin' off the track that I'm makin' But all the hustlers, they love it, just to see one of us make it Came from the bottom of bottom, to the Top of the Pops Nigga, London, Japan and I'm straight off the block Like a running back, get it? Man, I'm straight off the block I can run it back, nigga, ‘cause I'm straight with the Roc, c'mon If you feelin' like a pimp, nigga, go and brush your shoulders off Ladies is pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off Niggas is crazy, baby, don't forget that boy told you Get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder Your homie Hov' in position, in the kitchen with soda I just whipped up a watch, tryin' to get me a Rover Tryin' to stretch out the coca, like a wrestler, yessir Keep the Heckler close, you know them smokers'll test ya But, like, 52 cards went out, I'm through dealin' Now 52 bars come out, now you feel 'em Now 52 cars roll out, remove ceilin' In case 52 broads come out, now you chillin' With a boss, bitch, of course, S.C. on the sleeve At the 40/40 club, ESPN on the screen I paid a grip for the jeans, plus the slippers is clean No chrome on the wheels, I'm a grown-up for real, chill Yeah, I remember what they taught to me Remember condescending talk of who I ought to be Remember listenin' to all of that and this again So I pretended up a person who was fittin' in And now you think this person really is me and I'm Trying to bend the truth But the more I push, the more I'm pulling away 'cause I'm Lying my way from You (nah, no turning back now) I wanna be pushed aside, so let me go (Nah, no turning back now) Let me take me back my life, I'd rather be all alone (No turning back now) Anywhere on my own, 'cause I can see (Nah, no turning back now) The very worst part of you, the very worst part of you Is me This isn't what I wanted to be I never thought that what I said would have you running from me Like this, this isn't what I wanted to be I never thought that what I said would have you running from me Like this, this isn't what I wanted to be I never thought that what I said would have you running from me Like this, this isn't what I wanted to be I never thought that what I said would have you running from me Like this You (no turning back now) I wanna be pushed aside, so let me go (Nah, no turning back now) Let me take me back my life, I'd rather be all alone (No turning back now) Anywhere on my own, 'cause I can see (Nah, no turning back now) The very worst part of you, the very worst part of you Is me Biatch!