DjayCas - Tears lyrics

[Verse 1: Rewind] These are my tears of success That peer in the mirror and the best is what reflect These are emotions of the dopest Binges of syringes, injected, left on my vocals Shook my tolerance been toppled, these bottles of open Vodka This overuse of Moscato in hooks And mislooks of confidence and bravado I'm honestly appalled at their applauding Sorry, I had to say this it's Haunting me, the conjuring of the game with- -out eradication of the fakest. They could Take a vacation, to the unsafest place That's located in the depths of Hades and stay there Yeah, I am no longer the nice one, they changed Him Driven. Topics is oxymoronic, I love my city But I hate where I came from Dead on, the opposite of well off Bank accounts in the neg, don't know what to tell Mom Tired of this float of hope, Hip-Hop I need something to sail on [Verse 2] No time is this mean rhyme race I'm in I got Rewind chasing him, competition stays that slim General, a Marshall ripping rappers Like Eminem eating M&Ms, its eminent I'm in this b**h Born a star, and I won't go out a bird, no Emmitt Smith And I don't win, until John rich on my apprentice sh** Gimickless, trying to mimic this is futile You need to sit in the crib with two bound notebooks With a few pounds, of the pills from limitless and quote books An opus of dopeness enrolled in a hopeless 23 year old kid Rolled in some Nike foams and some Fresh sh** It's messy when I get on this mic and confess sh** I break records when I break down records I swear Cas beats got a mother f**ing d**h wish Screaming "f** 'em all" like a reckless Terets kid I drop squares like Tetris, it's not fair, all bets in And I guarantee that they're betting on me [Verse 3] Young Wiz Matadore, I'm still up on my bullsh** Ya'll Boozer in the finals though, still up on that Bull sh** Lethal lyrics, trigger tongue, don't make me squeeze pull it Breath bullets, please do it, Emcees is 2 pieces and a beat biscuit I'm harder than 3 quizzes, 2 exams, and cheat sheets ripped up Keep dissing they're funny, Pete Griffins, all that sneak dissing And teeth gritting, getting nothing but knees twisted Made from some legends will, naw for real Cut me open I bleed different What he speaks is heat seeking Went from trending topic tweet tweeting And weekends to weeks drinking To ink spilling, and ink spilling and ink spilling Tears dropping they keep spilling Do you know what it's like to only be able to say sh** to a notepad? If you don't then don't ask I spent my whole life, trying to make right from what I write And now I write just to be alright These are my tears of success That peer in the mirror and the best is what reflect These are emotions of the dopest Binges of syringes, injected, left on my vocals Shook my tolerance been toppled, these bottles of open Vodka This overuse of Moscato in hooks And mislooks of confidence and bravado I'm honestly appalled at their applauding Sorry, I had to say this