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Off the Sleeve Video (MV)




Performed By: Crutch
Length: 2:54
Written by: Andrew Crutchfield




Crutch - Off the Sleeve Lyrics




Crack brews let my soul speak member pops had told me
You hungry well then gone eat ain't no use for cold feet
So go with what you feel but no that don't mean don't think
Life's got ups and downs only get so far while coasting

That shit hit me so deep speaking of shit so deep
One my biggest fears is brodie sniffing fentanyl
Then i feel ashamed I ain't hit him in a minute
Even when I do I don't tell him that I miss him

Swear the thought alone got me feeling cold and frigid
Then I get complacent and I blame it on the distance
I know it's all bout timing but a text don't know no mileage
Swear it says a lot in a room that's filled with silence

Lately I been trying not to focus on my problems
Cause they ain't really problems but got loved ones I don't speak to
Looking in the mirror and my reflections see through
Plus I sit and hate about half the shit that he do

Live is on the wall but I read that shit like evil
Staying to myself I ain't f*cking with these people
Now I'm touching clouds I'm just flying like a eagle
Got this here on lock I'm just trying to fit the keyhole

Climbing up these hills gonna find me the steeple
All eyes on me like Pac surrounded by some peepholes
Only God can judge me pray my team do trust me
Perfect imperfections there's beauty in the ugly

This that shit that must be destined for some greatness
I'm sorry for the lateness I hate to keep you waitin
So drop em back to back got me on this nah
Know that while I'm runnin gotta focus on the pacing

It's all about your breathing oxygen you take in
Allergic to fakeness certain I ain't fadin
Painting on my canvas staining with this cadence
Something like the Carters got this uproar going apeshit

Pennin all these feelings but my thoughts they still stay locked up
Odds is two to one but that there ain't no shocker
Masking my emotions ain't no phantom of the opera
And muhhf*cka ghost you then come back around and pop up

Like you wouldn't even notice but I just gotta focus
I swear this shit is beat but I gotta keep on flowing
The greatest and I know it nows the time to show it
Word to all my doubters can't say I ain't told em
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Crack brews let my soul speak member pops had told me
You hungry well then gone eat ain't no use for cold feet
So go with what you feel but no that don't mean don't think
Life's got ups and downs only get so far while coasting

That shit hit me so deep speaking of shit so deep
One my biggest fears is brodie sniffing fentanyl
Then i feel ashamed I ain't hit him in a minute
Even when I do I don't tell him that I miss him

Swear the thought alone got me feeling cold and frigid
Then I get complacent and I blame it on the distance
I know it's all bout timing but a text don't know no mileage
Swear it says a lot in a room that's filled with silence

Lately I been trying not to focus on my problems
Cause they ain't really problems but got loved ones I don't speak to
Looking in the mirror and my reflections see through
Plus I sit and hate about half the shit that he do

Live is on the wall but I read that shit like evil
Staying to myself I ain't f*cking with these people
Now I'm touching clouds I'm just flying like a eagle
Got this here on lock I'm just trying to fit the keyhole

Climbing up these hills gonna find me the steeple
All eyes on me like Pac surrounded by some peepholes
Only God can judge me pray my team do trust me
Perfect imperfections there's beauty in the ugly

This that shit that must be destined for some greatness
I'm sorry for the lateness I hate to keep you waitin
So drop em back to back got me on this nah
Know that while I'm runnin gotta focus on the pacing

It's all about your breathing oxygen you take in
Allergic to fakeness certain I ain't fadin
Painting on my canvas staining with this cadence
Something like the Carters got this uproar going apeshit

Pennin all these feelings but my thoughts they still stay locked up
Odds is two to one but that there ain't no shocker
Masking my emotions ain't no phantom of the opera
And muhhf*cka ghost you then come back around and pop up

Like you wouldn't even notice but I just gotta focus
I swear this shit is beat but I gotta keep on flowing
The greatest and I know it nows the time to show it
Word to all my doubters can't say I ain't told em
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Writer: Andrew Crutchfield
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