BVA - I Can't Hear You lyrics

[Verse 1: BVA] Maybe it's because I'm focused Other people used to think I'm hopeless Now, b**hes got me feeling dry about their soak-bit Maybe it's because I want to poke it then hit the road quick I can't let you win, the door isn't open I refused the people's thunder I used to fool dick over tit when I was younger, fell victim to the hunger Now, I'm a new man, that doesn't give a f** if you believe me So you can wind up just like Stevie Cos' the world's bigger than a slim figure, dick licker Man, the dream's thicker, feel free to join me if you get the picture Cos' I just wanna have fun and burn zoogies, join the gang for the night and get a hoodie See people that know me will tell you I'm a nice guy, but I heard they finished last so I'm tryin' to keep a tight mind If you don't see me, trust me, I ain't disappearing I'm just persevering because (I can't hear you!) Yo, the phone's goin' off again, ain't writin' raps like I've lost my pen Got a million numbers, not a lot of friends And ex women tryin' to get themselves in the heads of men I silence the call cos' (I can't hear you!) And I give a thanks for the criticism, the people that told the truth and didn't think I'd listen, well the truth is I didn't Just over time it was released like a man in prison Just had a face that said (I can't hear you!) Learn to grow like an adolescent Learn to fight when at times you wish you had a weapon Learn to get straight back up when you lose your steppin' Learn to ignore ignorant perceptions and say (I can't hear you!) But that's all very well, I'll keep fightin' battles whilst my head's caught in spells Followin' heards of cattle, tryin' to break free and excel My cage get's rattled by some sounds being jailed so (I can't hear you!) And I heard some whispers in the background But, where I'm at, I don't watch my back in smack town Say it to my face if you think I'm really whack now Nah, didn't think so, you're just chanting cos' you're that proud But, (I can't hear you!) I meditate with my eyes closed, smoking weed that packs a nice stone Call an emcee out, then visit cos' his wife's home In the right zone, don't care for the hate The statement I make is, I can't hear you