Chandeliers

Virginia boy, get on a rocket in my sleep I'm finna rock it, got a little audible Walkman in my jeans I got a locksmith coming through to lock the coffin round the beat Leave the CD running, ain't nothing in my wallet for the fiends I wanna go on a tour, play every coffee shop I see And ask your mama if she wan' come millie rock all in the street With me a young player, I'm born & bred in the '40 Ask your shorty if she got a man, know y'all shoulda warned me Or stopped me like all I see is green, I don't see no stop light So far I am not signed, everyone say that they want my Presence on a track, I get it from my dad VA left us mad, had to prove 'em what you had And when I showed 'em I came running in the spot, with the bars to match Forfeit all I ever made, ain't shit that could top all that Got rich off the words I rap, forever gonna murder that I curved 'em bad, learning from the past, uh They act like I give a damn, don't worry 'bout a thing, look Don't care about your feelings & that's never gonna change Feel like I'm on top the world, I look down at the game My life a never-ending loop & I ain't never bought a ring, look Wanna hit the mall, ball, never check a price tag Never get involved, nah, or worry what the wife said Wanna get some all whites for every day on some Dre shit Lace it, once, no creases, I donate it, face it 18 years & I ain't jaded, I claim I'm the best & I don't stress it I just slay shit, displace it, beat up the beat I dislocate it, I ain't saying I just flame shit But how else would I say it? Check the track record it seems I attract records Youngest in my city to chart & I'm that reckless Wreck whoever stand in the way of my last check or I check for the fact that I'm on track to make racks central I finesse every second I'm alive like that's my passion I ain't acting, ain't no camera next to me, I'm just snapping For the fact it's fun to do & I'm just so above average Ain't relaxing, just dropping so much shit like I popped laxatives Rapping next to me might be the worst mistake you make, fool Playful, but I cut your head off if you play distasteful I'm grateful just to be here in the fucking first place But I won't waste, every chance I take I'm aiming at your face, fool Add flavor to the beat, I'm dropping knowledge for the free Look, my philosophy is I'm a fucking beast, wait for the sequel You sleeping if you ain't been keeping me on repeat Ain't low-key but if you ain't believe in me then please leave Before I force the shit, of course I'd give anything just to pour a fifth Up in the cup of half the game & send 'em driving towards a cliff For the sixth time I'm coming for your neck so guard your shit If you ain't pay attention, you ending's getting unfortunate, bitch! Yeah! You know it's that 1995 CIRCA2000 shit! And we just gon' let that shit ride, right? 'Cause I already killed it, yeah It's that 800DASH, yeah --- Chandeliers - Drew Famous & 1995