Simmies from For You by Dexter Fizz

Hook 
2x You only hit me up when it benefits you. you ..
They need it but they scared of the truth ....
ayo ayo ayo....ayo
Verse
I try to.....
Elevate meditate but they hate hellish stakes
Fake they fate, all for cake why the wait 
Take the blade stab my face hope for change
Take my place, Erase my name, N this weight 
N this pain, fuck the fame, y u came 
N ya lane n your grace I’m to blame fuck u mean? 
Hold up ....
You want some Spotlight don’t chyea n some cash that'll float ya 
But you aint got the passion or notion To enlighten help or grow shit
This picture bigger than figures or what ever they can get ya
Can’t take it with ya but they willing to be buried with they millions 
Hook 2xYou only hit me up when it benefits you...
They need it but they scared of the truth ....
ayo ayo ayo ayo 
Elevate mediate elevate meditate ........
Second part
Outside simmies with a semi automatic in a trash bag 
Foams on wings n Mumbo sauce you never had that 
Make that quick off 3 flips like an acrobat 
Nigga hit my phone for opportunities? fuck was You at!
When I was down and out had to move out my mama house 
17 with a triple beam stacks I never talked about  (SSHHHH)
Home grown pounds on me society looking down on me 
Didn't give a fuck because I felt all I had was me 
Mamas voice in the back of my head don't wana see you dead
Before he turned 24 or locked up state like the rest of his friends 
Worked jobs flipping fries and while chopping up onions 
Serving at functions for cash to stack and reup with 
Lost in bullshit that I needed to part with
Seeing my friends dead or in jail then I spark shit
Tryna keep a hold of my soul and sanity damn near lost it 
man... but what the fuck
Tour japan came back on probation 
Life wild shit gotta embrace it 
Ex’s on my line thinking that I made it 
Barely got a new job fuckin tryna pay rent 
Flexing with the mob caught a case again 
We break the law who are they to say it’s a sin 
trouble times look the devil in face n grin 
Need to cleanse my soul wash it off with some gin 
Heroes die villains fools can try n pretend 
while y’all lookin up to fucks I choose to look within 
100 pounds up n down the fucking interstate 
100 pounds moving round started in tenth grade
Look me in the eyes you can tell I’m insane
Look me in the eyes you can tell I done changed
you don’t gotta play ball or be on stage 
Gotta always be you man stay in your lane.... mother fucka

• Hip Hop
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Jungle
• Rap
• drum-and-bass
• underground hip-hop