Fancy Verse

By M.Wade

Released on April 5, 2013

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[Verse]

Life crazy, and I can't take the madness

And as of late, all my happiness has turned to sadness

But all I hear is that money buys joy

So I reached in my sleep

Pulled out my dream and I made it happen

Yeah, they say that Heaven touch gates

But I'm spitting this Hell and them angels they can't debate

My rebuttal too late and I know that they've never seen it

Keep my friends close

Cause they know that I'm paraplegic

To the fuck feelings

I'm screaming fuck feelings

Don't care for the do' but I love them big buck dealings

I ain't got a lot of terms of endearment

And I know you all hear it

A nigga growing up yeah I started as a fetus

Tricks on Halloween night look at how they treat us

Niggas gotta hate cause they know they could never beat us

Judging a book by its cover they know they could never read us

Uh, bagging bitches like I'm Easton

Money change niggas

There's a reason for the seasons

Dudes changing teams got me yelling out treason

Conversation with God

Just an angel to a demon

You home now, they the same ones addressing you

Them niggas looking down when they step to you

Get the bigger picture

Cause I only lost a step or two

Striving for perfection like I'm dancing in the ball room

Oh that's Fancy

All the problems that they hand me

Even though I'm used to them

They could never understand me

Walk inside my shoes

They stay waiting for you to ante

You never played your cards right

Now your somewhere you never planned to be

Uh, but I guess it's how the story go

What you think I want the glory for?

Came from hard times to success knocking at my door

Only a matter of time before I answer

I'm getting so close like finding a cure to cancer

On my way to greatness

This game I gotta save it

Walking on stars adding pieces to the pavement

All you niggas hate it

Wise man once said he put his dreams on layaway

And then I started thinking will I dream once I lay away for good?

I've been trying to do good

But every time I count my blessings I wish that I never could

This captivity's been given to me by an entity

My vice is always questioned to the standards of the industry

But luckily, for me

They saw it as a gift

The bad bitches that I've fucked have passed on there ain't no bitch in me

Tell the game I said rest in piece

And now you see why I'm the last of a dying breed