Jay Bel - Kate lyrics

[Verse 1: Jay Bel] I ain't been home in a minute n***a been out tryna get it Yo the fam say don't let go your dreams until you get it Now the fam say I ain't been the same they think I'm different How that make sense? Went to school, didn't make sense But thank God that we made tents I ain't never been a n***a with a face sense I been raw before a n***a could lay text I bend raws and fill em until im smackdown Im stoned cold, finna break another pack down And these days n***as arguing to compare The fronts here, front here then you back down My n***a dont talk sh** when we not there But everytime you see a n***a quiet back down Cause you gon see a n***a since we on the map now This our sh** get the f** up off the Campground Dissolve sh** like a calculator, aw sh** Work out, since you way under the bar kid Got sub sh** like you underneath the Barclay's I'm Barkley how a n***a finna sun sh** Sun chips, one spliff and a sunkist One time one time for the bud kids More than one time one time i got punished Just for coming in smelling lovely, like "No more Company." Still brought my bud in, like "f** rules." She like f** groove like she dont wana move If she dont wana dance then I understand But her other friends could all come through This what it comes to, 18 im a young dude Gang green like a bucks fan, tryna hang bring your lungs too We ain't leaving for nothing [Hook] Can't nobody tell me what i want I been going crazy from the start Wondering what life could want from me While im just tryna live it comfortably See I been thinking I should isolate And hopefully I find the perfect place All a n***a really wants some weed While im just tryna live life comfortably While im just tryna live life comfortably [Voice: Like (sigh) I mean i-i see that but you can't live life comfortable without uh, without a job, an education, like what are you doing?] All a n***a wanted was some weed [Voice: I mean, if that's where your head's at your priorities are pretty f**ed up] [Jay Bel: Your priorities are f**ed up] [Verse 2] I ain't not smoke in a year I ain't not hold in a tear Funny how the whole click hot Me and Lonji walked up in and now its frozen in here, Iceboy Gold chandelier smoke in the air, know we in here Lice boy, light boy finna glo' up in here Been in the dark for a grip They ain't know a n***a spit like he talk with a lisp Mom looking at me like im off of the sh**s Sorry i ain't with a job at the desk I perform at the desk while they jocking my disk Pocket fulla pot like i walk with a dish Don't talk to me All a n***a wanted was some sour f**ing deisel [Hook] [Voice: Dropped out of school, huh? That's the word around town. Think you Kanye? That's cute How do you plan to support yourself? with a f**ing high school diploma, huh? you explain that to me I mean, you have goals, you have dreams, but f** your dreams you know Get a f**ing office job, work from 9-5 and make minumum wage And then you-you know, you pay back, you know, uh (sigh) everything you owe to society And then in-in attemps to buy your soul back you uh, you die before you reach that but You know, thats what lifes all about.] [Bridge: All a n***a wanted was some weed (x4)] [Voice: Look kiddo, im tryna talk some sense into you I actually don't wana be a bully or anything But i care about you and uh, i got this job interview set up with UPS, hopefully you make it on time but you know If your'e following your dreams i underts-- *dial tone*] I'm tryna cop though