Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Searching, artist - Casey Veggies. Album song Sleeping in Class, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 19.09.2011
Record label: PNCINTL
Song language: English
Searching |
| Ayy, say what’s up to the haters |
| Now we getting paper |
| Thank my momma, she made me |
| Aww man |
| I said I’m thinking can I keep me on the wrap |
| Me and the homie, four door, three in the back |
| Shout out Anwar Carrots helped put me on the map |
| So it me and my team on me it’s a wrap |
| Me and the homies moving, you standing still on flats |
| All talk, cat stack type niggas |
| Listed to Ye first then start bumping to Jigga |
| Now I’m bumping myself |
| How’d this happen man, I don’t remember |
| Now I got a new girl, my ex mad when I’m with her |
| Swear a young boy shining like a back full of glitter |
| First nigga when we was young, had girls sending me pictures |
| My dad probably predicted he produced a winner |
| I’m gone |
| you to show me that you want me |
| Or else we going up and down |
| I lost the old me now I’m searching |
| Trying to pick myself off the ground |
| I’m like four days away from killing haters til they goe |
| Same girls used to diss me now can’t leave me alone |
| I’m just staying calm and I swear I’m in my zone |
| Trapped inside my mind, can’t even answer my phone |
| Everybody hating gave me a reason for my doubt |
| If that girl talking stupid, tell her close her damn mouth |
| Man I’m rapping on these tracks tryna show you what I’m about |
| Raised up in LA but had family down south |
| Man my little cousin died before she learned what life’s about |
| She was only like five, shit in my mind won’t leave out |
| (Girl I love you, put no one above you |
| While you living upstairs just know I’m here and I trust you) |
| I ain’t talked to ol' girl so I don’t know what she been up to |
| But I know love crazy so I ain’t even gon' judge you |
| Really had love for you, wasn’t just tryna fuck you |
| But I’m about to be home so you’ll be dumb if you want to |
| Bruh last around these haters, I write my raps in a jumpsuit |
| I beat you so I can touch you |
| This beat comes on and it haunts you |
| You tell me what you need, swear the young boy confront you |
| Don’t stand in front of the house, gangstas might really you |
| I’m walking around on my pivot, no dreaming, I’ma live it |
| We puffing like Kobe Bryant, my nigga that’s all swishes |
| I’m just a young nigga that’s all about his business |
| Brought up from the real so blatantly how I give it |
| I’m gone, I’m on my grind |
| you to show me that you want me |
| Or else we going up and down |
| I lost the old me now I’m searching |
| Trying to pick myself off the ground |
| I’m like four days away from killing haters til they goe |
| Same girls used to diss me now can’t leave me alone |
| I’m just staying calm and I swear I’m in my zone |
| Trapped inside my mind, can’t even answer my phone |
| This song goes out to everybody in search of an escape |
| Even if you don’t know where to escape to |
| I’m here for you though |
| I just wanted something nobody could take from me but myself |
| From the city of Los Angeles to the world, yeah |
| (My niggas is grind |
| haters |
| I know you mad |
| Cause now I made it) |
| I know you love me, mama |
| You know I’m your man |
| You know I love you, you understand |
| Sleeping in Class |
| Don’t sleep on your dreams |
| Have faith |
| (I'm gone) |
| I’ve been on my road, I’m gone |
| I’m on my grind, you know just how it goes |
| I just don’t know |
| I had to show y’all that I can do it myself |
| Baby it’s like |
| I been on my road, I’m out of yours, I’m gone |
| I had to show y’all that I can do it myself |
| Baby it’s like, like |
| Who am I? |
| Man I just don’t know |