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Complain - Story Telling Lyrics



Complain - Story Telling Lyrics




Huh, Complain, your personal lightning rod
Black cat, 357
Still representing
Always representing

This is pure story telling, something you gotta believe in
If you thought it was easy, it's your own self you are fooling
Selling drugs was the only way he had to keep surviving
It is clearly not a path I advise ya'll to be walking on
This is pure story telling, something you gotta believe in
If you thought it was easy, it's your own self you are fooling
Selling drugs was the only way he had to keep surviving
It is clearly not a path I advise ya'll to be walking on

Fifteen year-old teenager on his bedroom balcony
On the left a window opened on a hallway from the same building
Friend coming offering to sell a small block of shitty cannabis
He'll take it, If he had known what he'd done
A week passed, friend came back
Mind's blown, now he needs a lot
More, way's already paved, just follow the tracks
He found a very enriching and easy life hack
People keep asking for it, call every minute, he needs more stock
Eighth, ounces, shit's gotta bounce like my voice is
Hadn't thought about turf rules or importance of boundaries
Now others doing the same job are to be called ennemies
He doesn't care as a fair share is one that belongs to him
Competition can be dealt with with a parley or intimidating
Influenced by Vito more than Michael he's gonna try talking
Without knowing it, he had avoided a bloody war
Limits have been set, time to pile up more dollars

This is pure story telling, something you gotta believe in
If you thought it was easy, it's your own self you are fooling
Selling drugs was the only way he had to keep surviving
It is clearly not a path I advise ya'll to be walking on
This is pure story telling, something you gotta believe in
If you thought it was easy, it's your own self you are fooling
Selling drugs was the only way he had to keep surviving
It is clearly not a path I advise ya'll to be walking on

Going up in the ranks makes him feel untouchable
And anything bad happening just seems impossible
How silly and cocky making money can let you be
Robbing a dude on the job wasn't such a great idea
Now he owes and needs to sell at a high price
Others turn into crows feeding off his sorry eyes
Piling up debts, bosses still need to collect
He frets and worries but in this job there is no help
Once this problem's overpassed another one pops out of nowhere
What was white now turned to black, doesn't look like it'll disappear
The lesson brought by that part would be to mind your own business
If you step out of the lines be prepared to suffer some losses
Eventually, he'll be ok
He'll start from scratch, still dreaming to be
One of best, one of the richest
As if nothing happened the piff's numbing his common sense, yo

This is pure story telling, something you gotta believe in
If you thought it was easy, it's your own self you are fooling
Selling drugs was the only way he had to keep surviving
It is clearly not a path I advise ya'll to be walking on
This is pure story telling, something you gotta believe in
If you thought it was easy, it's your own self you are fooling
Selling drugs was the only way he had to keep surviving
It is clearly not a path I advise ya'll to be walking on

After being burglarized a couple times he got wiser
Slashed his number of customers to half of what he had before
Take half a pound, a pound or even more
Call someone else if it's just for a bag to smoke
Less passing through, less visits, less assholes coming just for it
Turned out to be the formula which brought a cool peaceful side to it
He had finally learned that making noise
Shining brighter the rest was the problem and not the goal
The fool became the king, and fortunately for him
Cops never found out, he stopped vices and crimes
It could have been worse, he could have ended up doing time
Not all the others managed to end their careers just fine

Complain
Black cat
357
Still representing, huh

This is pure story telling, something you gotta believe in
If you thought it was easy, it's your own self you are fooling
Selling drugs was the only way he had to keep surviving
It is clearly not a path I advise ya'll to be walking on
This is pure story telling, something you gotta believe in
If you thought it was easy, it's your own self you are fooling
Selling drugs was the only way he had to keep surviving
It is clearly not a path I advise ya'll to be walking on
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English

Huh, Complain, your personal lightning rod
Black cat, 357
Still representing
Always representing

This is pure story telling, something you gotta believe in
If you thought it was easy, it's your own self you are fooling
Selling drugs was the only way he had to keep surviving
It is clearly not a path I advise ya'll to be walking on
This is pure story telling, something you gotta believe in
If you thought it was easy, it's your own self you are fooling
Selling drugs was the only way he had to keep surviving
It is clearly not a path I advise ya'll to be walking on

Fifteen year-old teenager on his bedroom balcony
On the left a window opened on a hallway from the same building
Friend coming offering to sell a small block of shitty cannabis
He'll take it, If he had known what he'd done
A week passed, friend came back
Mind's blown, now he needs a lot
More, way's already paved, just follow the tracks
He found a very enriching and easy life hack
People keep asking for it, call every minute, he needs more stock
Eighth, ounces, shit's gotta bounce like my voice is
Hadn't thought about turf rules or importance of boundaries
Now others doing the same job are to be called ennemies
He doesn't care as a fair share is one that belongs to him
Competition can be dealt with with a parley or intimidating
Influenced by Vito more than Michael he's gonna try talking
Without knowing it, he had avoided a bloody war
Limits have been set, time to pile up more dollars

This is pure story telling, something you gotta believe in
If you thought it was easy, it's your own self you are fooling
Selling drugs was the only way he had to keep surviving
It is clearly not a path I advise ya'll to be walking on
This is pure story telling, something you gotta believe in
If you thought it was easy, it's your own self you are fooling
Selling drugs was the only way he had to keep surviving
It is clearly not a path I advise ya'll to be walking on

Going up in the ranks makes him feel untouchable
And anything bad happening just seems impossible
How silly and cocky making money can let you be
Robbing a dude on the job wasn't such a great idea
Now he owes and needs to sell at a high price
Others turn into crows feeding off his sorry eyes
Piling up debts, bosses still need to collect
He frets and worries but in this job there is no help
Once this problem's overpassed another one pops out of nowhere
What was white now turned to black, doesn't look like it'll disappear
The lesson brought by that part would be to mind your own business
If you step out of the lines be prepared to suffer some losses
Eventually, he'll be ok
He'll start from scratch, still dreaming to be
One of best, one of the richest
As if nothing happened the piff's numbing his common sense, yo

This is pure story telling, something you gotta believe in
If you thought it was easy, it's your own self you are fooling
Selling drugs was the only way he had to keep surviving
It is clearly not a path I advise ya'll to be walking on
This is pure story telling, something you gotta believe in
If you thought it was easy, it's your own self you are fooling
Selling drugs was the only way he had to keep surviving
It is clearly not a path I advise ya'll to be walking on

After being burglarized a couple times he got wiser
Slashed his number of customers to half of what he had before
Take half a pound, a pound or even more
Call someone else if it's just for a bag to smoke
Less passing through, less visits, less assholes coming just for it
Turned out to be the formula which brought a cool peaceful side to it
He had finally learned that making noise
Shining brighter the rest was the problem and not the goal
The fool became the king, and fortunately for him
Cops never found out, he stopped vices and crimes
It could have been worse, he could have ended up doing time
Not all the others managed to end their careers just fine

Complain
Black cat
357
Still representing, huh

This is pure story telling, something you gotta believe in
If you thought it was easy, it's your own self you are fooling
Selling drugs was the only way he had to keep surviving
It is clearly not a path I advise ya'll to be walking on
This is pure story telling, something you gotta believe in
If you thought it was easy, it's your own self you are fooling
Selling drugs was the only way he had to keep surviving
It is clearly not a path I advise ya'll to be walking on
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Writer: Sacha Pezeshkian
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Complain
Language: English
Length: 4:53
Written by: Sacha Pezeshkian

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