Lyrics Naysayers & Playmakers - Ugly Heroes

Naysayers & Playmakers

«Ain't no way
There ain’t no way for me to love you»
«If you»
«If you»
«Oh baby»
«If you»
«If you»
«Oh baby»
I mean
I guess I get told, «You ain’t got that piff flow.»
«You don’t got that shit that might legit blow.»
I mean
But you don’t wash my dick bro
You don’t pay my bills bitch, you don’t know who Pill is
I been the fat kid sitting back in classes
Picked on for my glasses
Eff them
You think I’m worried 'bout a list?
Getting pervy with my chick, eating curry with the fish
So trust me when I say the naysayers ain’t the play maker
I don’t play favorites I don’t save faces
I’m not the one to play games with I play aces
I’m the person that I pay favors
And I’m not worried 'bout a belt
I’m worried 'bout my bills, though, so my money’s short like Bilbo
They tell, «Kid ain’t no way.»
Can’t fit in where the rest do it then fuck 'em
Build something bigger next to it
«Baby, baby, baby
Don’t you know I need your love
(Ain't no way)
There ain’t no way for me to love you»
Listen you gotta have a sense of humor in this comedy of errors
Cause last laughs mean nothing man, nobody cares
Kapow pow gun with one man in pairs
Literally split the difference of a man’s affairs
I be like, life’s like free standing stairs
Watch your footing and you fall to pudding
While your shadow stands and stares
Lying on the floor staring up at chandeliers
Wondering if the Lord put me here and if He did and if He cares
Learn about me over kicks from in between the snares
In my heart and in between the ears
Yeah
Ignore pressure from your peers
Life is a performance but you won’t always see if the crowd cheers or not
Everybody got similar types of fears
You got lot of open thinking
Though it’s hard to get the gears to stop
Turning, stop the sermon
Hard determining the plot
A lot learning to get done and the clocks turning y’all