Hi-Rez - Pay Attention lyrics

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Hi-Rez - Pay Attention lyrics

[Verse 1 : Hi-Rez] Hey, i never doubted myself but i doubted the ones around me Sleeping on me all too drowsy, bet y'all wake up too lousy People bouncing and say "Howdy!" but that's the sh** I'm used to I'm too smooth like Michael Jackson but is it there too soon Nah I'm just paying homage, smoking like a rasta Someone called the doctor, I'm always beg like some pasters ??? please don't forget the past But all the memories don't last we remeniscing through our lives All the regrets up in the trash, the little that we had We coin a forty sip and music known up on the lab I take a stab in the dark, i found my pa**ion through all And while I'm pa**ing this blunt, my brother's pa**ing a rougher Freestyle all up in the car, we living up in the moment My mind is always open y'all narrow minded what's focused On yourself and you beliefs and never listening to others You could change the world by listening But y'all a bunch of ba*tards, for real [Hook] I'mma make a move, and y'all just pay attention Boy i make the rules and y'all just take the lesson Everyday, day by day, yeah it's such a blessing Sometimes i question Heaven like how can it be better than this [Verse 2 : Hi-Rez] The ones who doubted are rolling blunts, and they hitting me up the smoke Putting on a fake smile, just to take a couple tokes And the back of my mother know, you ain't even my acquaintance But now, I'm on your playlist and you girl just send me naked Pictures right to my e-mail, i never cared about retail I did it on my own why y'all are hazed like low-t cells Cowards they always doubted, but only behind their keyboard Now when i press records, I'm blowing like a C4 It's only up from here, ask if we can puffing here But f** it just poke it up with some s*uts we getting cracking here Are there any s*uts in here ? Damn, we're at the wrong show We must've haggard off road, only really the lord knows Which right and wrong about what we doing tomorrow I'm living life right, I'm never living with sorrows In my room with the door closed, probably with a chick We burning joints at the window and then she letting me hit Cause I'm the sh**