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
Date of issue: 23.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Funk Volume, Warner
Song language: English
Fort Collins |
Yeah, early 2014 I was on the Knock Madness tour |
I was mad about it, I half-assed my album 'cause I really didn’t know what I |
was rapping for |
I was going through a break up and that was hard |
I wasn’t in my right mind, nigga that’s for sure |
Every night I was praying and I would ask the Lord |
To please give me strength, so I don’t slam the door on my fans |
But no luck I was stuck |
Even though a nigga had a plus size buzz |
I didn’t even know who the fuck I was |
I tried so hard to see a plus side, but |
I couldn’t find the spark inside the dark |
Even with my crew saying nice remarks |
It felt like some darts were stuck inside my heart |
I was thinking that a brand new life’s the start |
But I couldn’t leave, I made a commitment |
On my off time the fans invaded my business |
So I started feeling a gang of resentment |
Flipping on everybody when they ain’t even did shit |
I needed to go home and gather my thoughts |
I didn’t wanna suicide as the result |
So the night at my Fort Collins show before I hit the stage |
I left through the back for a walk and no one saw |
I thought I was going up to the store to get a drink or somethin' |
And a voice had told me to keep walking |
And do not step foot on that stage for nothing |
So I kept on walking |
Then I camped out up in an abandoned house |
I hated this rap shit and I hated my life |
The spotlight does that when you can’t get out |
'Cause I been on this road, tryna get high from my low |
Won’t somebody tell me where to go, please 'cause I don’t know |
I might be crazy, living life like a circus ape that’s strapped into a car seat |
And I’m hoping that y’all can forgive me, Fort Collins, I’m sorry |
Fort Collins, I’m sorry, Fort Collins, I’m sorry |
Fort Collins, I’m sorry, Fort Collins, I’m sorry |
(Money and the fame) |
(Money and the fame) |
It just doesn’t feel so right lately |
(Money and the fame) |
Don’t know where I’m going tonight baby |
(Money and the fame) |
It just doesn’t feel so right |
Don’t know where I’m going tonight |
Someone guide me to the light, please |
I got a girl back home, yeah |
God know she the sweetest thing on earth |
I can’t sleep on her |
But there’s too many women on tour and I try not to cheat on her |
Man, my options for pussy are unrealistic |
There’s bitches who’d give up a lung for this dick |
My music be leaving 'em sprung and twisted |
The average nigga would have fun with this shit, that’s real |
Here is a secret, you don’t have to keep it between you and I |
Upcoming rappers who 'bout to be touring, I promise the road will eat you alive |
But you know that shit when you rise |
And by no surprise, I’m not gon' feed into the lies |
No, I’m not gon' say that you wrong |
But I’m not gon' say that you right, it’s hard to keep quiet |
When all I do is hold you down |
If I ain’t know you then, well I feel like I know you now |
I know you had a little doubt, but to hop off stage and find out |
You done walked out, and you not taking nobody calls |
You don’t wanna deal with it |
But I’m looking at these fans like 'damn, there’s a lot of y’all' |
You got me tripping with the bodyguard |
Like «Nigga, how the fuck you lose the headliner?» |
Now I don’t care that you left the show |
I just wish you woulda let me know |
'Cause I don’t know if you’ve been kidnapped |
Or know somebody from the city where they live at |
But, the way you went about it make it hard for me to feel bad |
Honestly it made a nigga real mad |
'Cause I’m texting you like, «Hop the devil just testing you |
And Fort Collins got respect for you» |
And that’s why the next day, you was like |
'Cause I been on this road, tryna get high from my low |
Won’t somebody tell me where to go, please 'cause I don’t know |
I might be crazy, living life like a circus ape that’s strapped into a car seat |
And I’m hoping that y’all can forgive me, Fort Collins, I’m sorry |
Fort Collins, I’m sorry, Fort Collins, I’m sorry |
Fort Collins, I’m sorry, Fort Collins, I’m sorry |
(Money and the fame) |
(Money and the fame) |
It just doesn’t feel so right lately |
(Money and the fame) |
Don’t know where I’m going tonight baby |
(Money and the fame) |
It just doesn’t feel so right |
Don’t know where I’m going tonight |
Someone guide me to the light, please |