Hear Em Say...

[Verse 1: Bobby Capri] Yeah, I hear 'em saying "long time, no see" Well, I've been on my job long time, no sleep They tell me that "money talks" my pockets don't speak I'm just a starving artist long time, no eat That's tired of bare minimum Spending like every minute on Tryna get it right while they telling me I been living wrong Just a big fish, small pond Where everybody's in a boat with fishing nets and long arms Tryna pull me from the water Woo me with an offer So they can do me like I'm Hoffa Fuck that shit! It's getting harder and harder not to be awkward When these bitches lying (lion) on me like I'm King Jaffe Joffer So it's pedal (petal) to floor like the rose baerers I'm just praying I don't fail or hit a wall like Dale While chasing pavements like Adele On the road to 50 mil' and when I get it, no Dave Chappelle [Hook: Bobby Capri] Before everyone that know me is wearing all black Staring at me laying there flat Dressed to impress Draped in my Sunday best Literally fresh to death (def) I hope to hear 'em say... (nothing) I hope to hear 'em say... (nothing) Yeah, I hope to hear 'em say... (nothing) [Verse 2: Bobby Capri] I don't know how many years I've been saying "This the year" So I'm sure that they'll dismiss it soon as it hits their ears But,this the year! You praying to baby Jesus, I stay on my grown shit, so I picture him with a beard I can picture it clear Bad bitches are there Me, talking my shit through some porcelain veneers So, it's only right it's going down like a toilet flush With a small group of family that I fully trust Fully tux'd, dressed up to act a fool and such Being told that we "doing too much" By the same motherfuckers who ain't ever do enough I'm just tryna get a feel for what they said I couldn't touch I can picture good times, Ernie Barnes Everyday it's late nights and early mornings Hoping that I make it, way before they here I'm gone And I'm laying there flat, and they wearing all black [Hook: Bobby Capri] Before everyone that know me is wearing all black Staring at me laying there flat Dressed to impress Draped in my Sunday best Literally fresh to death (def) I hope to hear 'em say... (nothing) I hope to hear 'em say... (nothing) Yeah, I hope to hear 'em say... (nothing) [Verse 3: Bobby Capri] Even if my plans failed at the end of every plot Nothing's written in stone 'til the cemetery plot And even there, you won't "Here (hear) Lies..." I'm wide awake 'til my wake, I can sleep when I die Even on my death bed, I'll probably suffer insomnia Sleep walking with pajamas on I'm well aware that life's short, I'm just hoping I don't time it wrong They will feel me by the time I'm gone I promise. Shit, you can bet your life on it Drive wouldn't stop if the cops threw their lights on it And you gon' know I did it how I wanted Screaming "fuck a Sammy Sosa!" If they tryna make light of it [Hook: Bobby Capri] Before everyone that know me is wearing all black Staring at me laying there flat Dressed to impress Draped in my Sunday best Literally fresh to death (def) I hope to hear 'em say... (nothing) I hope to hear 'em say... (nothing) Yeah, I hope to hear 'em say... (nothing)