| Yeah, early 2014 I was on the Knock Madness tour
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| I was mad about it, I half-assed my album 'cause I really didn’t know what I
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| was rapping for
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| I was going through a break up and that was hard
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| I wasn’t in my right mind, nigga that’s for sure
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| Every night I was praying and I would ask the Lord
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| To please give me strength, so I don’t slam the door on my fans
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| But no luck I was stuck
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| Even though a nigga had a plus size buzz
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| I didn’t even know who the fuck I was
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| I tried so hard to see a plus side, but
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| I couldn’t find the spark inside the dark
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| Even with my crew saying nice remarks
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| It felt like some darts were stuck inside my heart
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| I was thinking that a brand new life’s the start
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| But I couldn’t leave, I made a commitment
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| On my off time the fans invaded my business
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| So I started feeling a gang of resentment
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| Flipping on everybody when they ain’t even did shit
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| I needed to go home and gather my thoughts
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| I didn’t wanna suicide as the result
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| So the night at my Fort Collins show before I hit the stage
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| I left through the back for a walk and no one saw
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| I thought I was going up to the store to get a drink or somethin'
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| And a voice had told me to keep walking
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| And do not step foot on that stage for nothing
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| So I kept on walking
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| Then I camped out up in an abandoned house
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| I hated this rap shit and I hated my life
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| The spotlight does that when you can’t get out
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| 'Cause I been on this road, tryna get high from my low
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| Won’t somebody tell me where to go, please 'cause I don’t know
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| I might be crazy, living life like a circus ape that’s strapped into a car seat
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| And I’m hoping that y’all can forgive me, Fort Collins, I’m sorry
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| Fort Collins, I’m sorry, Fort Collins, I’m sorry
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| Fort Collins, I’m sorry, Fort Collins, I’m sorry
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| (Money and the fame)
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| (Money and the fame)
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| It just doesn’t feel so right lately
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| (Money and the fame)
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| Don’t know where I’m going tonight baby
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| (Money and the fame)
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| It just doesn’t feel so right
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| Don’t know where I’m going tonight
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| Someone guide me to the light, please
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| I got a girl back home, yeah
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| God know she the sweetest thing on earth
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| I can’t sleep on her
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| But there’s too many women on tour and I try not to cheat on her
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| Man, my options for pussy are unrealistic
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| There’s bitches who’d give up a lung for this dick
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| My music be leaving 'em sprung and twisted
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| The average nigga would have fun with this shit, that’s real
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| Here is a secret, you don’t have to keep it between you and I
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| Upcoming rappers who 'bout to be touring, I promise the road will eat you alive
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| But you know that shit when you rise
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| And by no surprise, I’m not gon' feed into the lies
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| No, I’m not gon' say that you wrong
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| But I’m not gon' say that you right, it’s hard to keep quiet
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| When all I do is hold you down
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| If I ain’t know you then, well I feel like I know you now
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| I know you had a little doubt, but to hop off stage and find out
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| You done walked out, and you not taking nobody calls
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| You don’t wanna deal with it
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| But I’m looking at these fans like 'damn, there’s a lot of y’all'
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| You got me tripping with the bodyguard
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| Like «Nigga, how the fuck you lose the headliner?»
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| Now I don’t care that you left the show
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| I just wish you woulda let me know
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| 'Cause I don’t know if you’ve been kidnapped
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| Or know somebody from the city where they live at
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| But, the way you went about it make it hard for me to feel bad
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| Honestly it made a nigga real mad
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| 'Cause I’m texting you like, «Hop the devil just testing you
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| And Fort Collins got respect for you»
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| And that’s why the next day, you was like
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| 'Cause I been on this road, tryna get high from my low
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| Won’t somebody tell me where to go, please 'cause I don’t know
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| I might be crazy, living life like a circus ape that’s strapped into a car seat
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| And I’m hoping that y’all can forgive me, Fort Collins, I’m sorry
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| Fort Collins, I’m sorry, Fort Collins, I’m sorry
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| Fort Collins, I’m sorry, Fort Collins, I’m sorry
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| (Money and the fame)
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| (Money and the fame)
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| It just doesn’t feel so right lately
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| (Money and the fame)
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| Don’t know where I’m going tonight baby
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| (Money and the fame)
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| It just doesn’t feel so right
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| Don’t know where I’m going tonight
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| Someone guide me to the light, please |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fort Collins, artist - Hopsin. Album song Pound Syndrome, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп