DeLaZoo - Bound 2.5 (Kanye West Remix) Prod. DeLaZoo lyrics

If the salesman dies and gets a book then he probably missed his goal But look at these shoes I can't afford, now ain't these motherf**ers cold Now listen to these songs that I recorded, now ain't them motherf**ers old It's Me and JB and that motherf**er Rhodes I kept the circle small, new friends back ordered God I gotta learn to start distilling my tap water Jesus Christ, the need this nice, scratched knuckles cause I keep the fights Throw bang it out Said I'm finna take a minute long, breather then I'm skippin on Never did the ladder in path of what I'm dissin on 100k on sh** that was hot, then I sang a different song Then half the backers started to mock the sh** like a minuton It's too bad the boom, boom boom, clap Warrants the fleet of 'Why you do, do do, that? You're too fast" And I ain't angry at ya'll I'll admit the pressures there I just didn't cave in tomoro And I could be the one that people need Or I could be the one to accidentally plant my seed In some corner of this city where I nest a little hole Giving tree where I could be but I got no green to help it grow And it got a little easy to hold your soul to a standard you couldn't practice Easy to say you love her on a Target quilted mattress You probably couldn't pay for it, and neither could she With a better job that's promised definitely need the degree While maintaining a libertarian, I woulda contested But look at how that sh** you buried and compete with your message I mean look, I'm out of line Then part of my yelling damn When your Atler Shore copy came from your pelly Pell Grant I am, no different from whatever hand that the bumper reads Out here on the corner till somebody would f** with me Not as deep as you think, Don't give em reasons to pa** on you We only do this sh** because it's sh** that we have to do (females jizz) And I know you're tired, of lovin, of lovin With nobody to love, nobody, nobody So grab somebody, No leavin this party With nobody to love, nobody, no The f** I'm doing in the mall on my day off Hit Guitar center make a layaway start Try and cop some monitors, used to go for cakewalk Feelin like a new man, Doc, take the tape off Bound, So astoundin Trend hoppin Yeezy wherever the town went Except cla** I started try to and laughed at the fact They quoted me at 25,000 I don't have that, And I don't wanna go The blunt is getting pa**ed, And I don't wanna blow Baby, I'm just tryna crash you can come to the apartment While I fix you a drink and I complain about my job Sound like an evening, what you doing now? Been a while since seein you, who you screwin now? What's your man like? Do you stay at the same pad? Spent a half an hour one upping each others complain brag Yellin at a part timer with my chest out Cause what I wanna buy is my rent now Know we in the same gang like Tone Loc So ima let my mouth run cause we grown folk We're not special, we're just here Our problems, aren't sincere Fixin em when we get around to Life happened baby girl, it was bound to (females jizz... again. Need new underwear.) And I know you're tired, of lovin, of lovin With nobody to love, nobody, nobody So grab somebody, No leavin this party With nobody to love, nobody, no