Last Laugh Songtext
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Last Laugh Songtext
Found out Welts make wit
The shelf make hits
We self made men
Stealth pay bills
Few Well placed lick
Gotta talk in person still
Net sank ships
N the Work thankless still grateful
Can′t get wrapped in that these niggas tryna take it
If ima have my back
Then really gotta face
Optimism w some moderation
I ain't different from nobody gravesite thankfully
Greatest fear is that the spotlight changing me
Or that it′s nothing and my people rest ain't in piece
Whatever judgement day
Just Wear yo brave face already
Know we gon b passing notes faithfully
Laughing so hard it hurts
Laughing so hard it hurts
God be joning on me
I b jonesing for another spliff
He give another day of life and the bullshit that come w it
Laughing so hard it hurts nigga think he a comedian
I'm doubled over in tears they point howl beat on me
On tour wowed by the scenery and
What it mean to b a second class citizen
See why they wrote the green book
Learned that you could pack a hunnit cash even a mean hook
To fight to death over what we got left they still don′t see you
Invisible man
Fists is solid dentures lifting up the skin of my hand
Was on my college campus attached to that blic niggas playin
She jus dm she really tryna scratch that itch when she land
They know I′m him
Ain't have no clout or coins but niggas demand
They Piled us in a hourglass we jus been kicking the sand
In niggas faces they complacent all apart of the crash
Love way outweighing the trust jus showed my mama the stash
If ever niggas talked uncareful they start walking it back
Made the mistake of acting careless my last spark in the trash
By the time I smelled it running yelling it resolved into ash
When I seen these other niggas puzzles ain′t try solving mine fast
Got no regrets about effect I see the cause in my past
Don't want acknowledgment or debts respect is all that I ask
The routes I ran in Charlotte carved into the small of my back
My daily mental plus addiction feel like crawling through tacks
My ancestors busy I hit em they calling me back
Laughing so hard it hurt I wonder if they hate us yet
We made em built our playground out of bayonets
Everything I need to say to smile start crying saying it
This tape my only taped confession
The shelf make hits
We self made men
Stealth pay bills
Few Well placed lick
Gotta talk in person still
Net sank ships
N the Work thankless still grateful
Can′t get wrapped in that these niggas tryna take it
If ima have my back
Then really gotta face
Optimism w some moderation
I ain't different from nobody gravesite thankfully
Greatest fear is that the spotlight changing me
Or that it′s nothing and my people rest ain't in piece
Whatever judgement day
Just Wear yo brave face already
Know we gon b passing notes faithfully
Laughing so hard it hurts
Laughing so hard it hurts
God be joning on me
I b jonesing for another spliff
He give another day of life and the bullshit that come w it
Laughing so hard it hurts nigga think he a comedian
I'm doubled over in tears they point howl beat on me
On tour wowed by the scenery and
What it mean to b a second class citizen
See why they wrote the green book
Learned that you could pack a hunnit cash even a mean hook
To fight to death over what we got left they still don′t see you
Invisible man
Fists is solid dentures lifting up the skin of my hand
Was on my college campus attached to that blic niggas playin
She jus dm she really tryna scratch that itch when she land
They know I′m him
Ain't have no clout or coins but niggas demand
They Piled us in a hourglass we jus been kicking the sand
In niggas faces they complacent all apart of the crash
Love way outweighing the trust jus showed my mama the stash
If ever niggas talked uncareful they start walking it back
Made the mistake of acting careless my last spark in the trash
By the time I smelled it running yelling it resolved into ash
When I seen these other niggas puzzles ain′t try solving mine fast
Got no regrets about effect I see the cause in my past
Don't want acknowledgment or debts respect is all that I ask
The routes I ran in Charlotte carved into the small of my back
My daily mental plus addiction feel like crawling through tacks
My ancestors busy I hit em they calling me back
Laughing so hard it hurt I wonder if they hate us yet
We made em built our playground out of bayonets
Everything I need to say to smile start crying saying it
This tape my only taped confession
Writer(s): Dylan James Ruddy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
