Adon-I - Disillusioned Lyrics

My attire ain't too shabby
Ima snooze
Like downton abbey
I ain't hopping out no caddies
Plateau in a baddie
Hit the baggie
Then I blow
Past these bastards
Went for gold
They was laughing
Pose Bitch
You could act like you don't know
That you Aggie
Exposed
If you really wanna go
Tit for tat
I lift your soul
With these raps
Know you sold
Bring it back
I could hold my own
Against this wack shit
Trapped bitch
You could sell your soul
For this rap shit
Try too hard
And never be your own
F*ck the passion
Back when
Demons haunt your soul
They Harassment him
Phone ringing
Put it to your dome
Thoughts collapse
Shit I'm back though
F*ck what they ask for
They ain't wanna let me in
I Crept in through in the back door
You ain't really seem to care
So why the f*ck you ask bro
Standing there with nose in the air
But you know your shit wack though

Jazzy nigga I keep snapping on em
Jazzy nigga I keep snapping on em

I sit back
With six pack
And relapse
On green stacks
But they can never tell me where
The green at
Nigga roll some tree
I keep my spliff fat
Smoke em by the hour
The spliff at
Im straight chief kiefing
When I speak raps
Thought shit was fire
Yo I'm weak
Facts
I been kinda sour
Bout the fact
You kinda
Went behind my back
That shit was weak
Facts
Girl you need to listen
When I speak
Facts
Know you probably thought
That this was just another weed rap
It ain't
I been peeped you lacking
Since last week
Facts
Your homegirl hit my line up
And then we chat
Told me I'm a nice guy
I don't need that
Shorty been a savage
Shouldn't feed that
You can't turn a ho into a house wife
A believe that
I ain't listen
Thought I'd call
Audible
Outta know
That you ain't
Shit
My fault
I thought
I'd let it go

I guess I ain't

And your shit stink

I ain't listen
Thought I'd call
Audible
Outta know
That you ain't
Shit
My fault
I thought
I'd let it go

I guess I can't

Your shit still stink

It's ok
I
No really
It's ok
I can't even think of words
To say
It's ok
Trust me
It's ok
We ain't really gellin
Felt the pain
What you sellling
Isn't really
For the faint
Get it straight
Bitch you crazy
So I guess that's impossible

I submit
I'll admit im lazy
But maybe
You ain't really try
So don't blame me
Won't devote my life
To a maybe

Now That's crazy

I'll be fine
You need saving

But it won't come from me
I can guarantee that
These are just facts