Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Crisis , by - Fresh CRelease date: 28.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Crisis |
| 4 times for anybody who doubted me |
| 5 times to my father who abandoning me |
| 6 times for the people like me with PTSD and anxiety |
| You are not alone |
| When my voice hit the beat |
| It’s a crisis (whoa) |
| Peaceful in my heart |
| But the drama bout to start |
| Keep a (gun noise) —— nah nah nah … |
| Punch line for the lunch line |
| Rappers standing in |
| I’m the nicest (try me) |
| They talkin' like i pay attention (naw) |
| Gettin' paid to walk in |
| You pay general admission (whoa) |
| We are not the same (naw) |
| I’m different |
| Used to pitch rock on the mound |
| Like Clemmons (whoo) |
| Fuck around if you bout it |
| We can get it (whoo) |
| Keyboard warriors all get deleted (whoa) |
| Y’all ain’t bout shit |
| Keep ya fake hand shakes & mix tapes I don’t need it |
| Noah how you doing |
| Been a minute |
| Father of the year |
| You didn’t get it |
| Didn’t pitch a ball or go fishing |
| Teacher asked where yo dad at? |
| Told em you went missing |
| Tell em how you deserting me |
| Grandma took care of me |
| Ran from 5−0 |
| Gun shots & security |
| Beat my moms physically |
| Best gift you’ve given me |
| Showed me what not to be |
| The proud father that you couldn’t be |
| Pal bearer at the funeral isn’t me |
| Dead the past with my last verse |
| Curse rollin' by in a hearse |
| Skirt skirt |
| Rest In Peace |
| I don’t wanna talk |
| Put the phone down |
| You don’t want these hands boy |
| Calm down |
| You had the spotlight |
| Til I came round |
| Played the background |
| When It dimmed down |
| Boy How you feel now? |
| I’ma have security |
| Walk you out now |
| Let the door hit you on the way out |
| We ain’t fam |
| That word played out |
| You Said I’d never be shit |
| Well I’m it now |
| 1 time for em praying on my downfall (aye) |
| 2 times for the homies on the badger squad (aye) |
| 3 times for the every job that I got |
| Getting fired on the spot cause I spit raw |
| Fuck y’all |
| 4 times for the nights that were all bad |
| 5 times for labels who ain’t call back |
| 6 times for the kids like me with PTSD and anxiety. |
| (This the get back) |