Evil Ebenezer - I'm Leaving lyrics
Hey man I'm outta here And that's just the way it is I still haven't made a name in this biz But when this album drop I'll finally say I quit it And give a big f** you to every cynic You never f**ing knew me How come you don't look me in the eyes when you screw me? I just got severed from my girlfriend I can't put rapper on an application Man, it's a whirlwind I don't know what I'ma do If this don't work I don't got a back-up plan I don't got reverse Girls approach me and I'm like down I roll up to a girl and she might frown You like the new me? It's not really new Still making music with Vaughn and Stu I left myself for a second I didn't wanna come back Put a lot of f**ing heart in this track Bring it back A lot of people coming up in and out A lot of people in the game sinning out A lot of people don't even care A lot of people man they don't even care So I'm leaving and I won't be back I'm trynna tell you I don't want all that You think I'm dreaming, oh is that a fact? Well alright, well ok And yo well fine then I guess I'll see you in the big leagues It's draft odds it's now man making big beats And girls like yeah why they call you Evil? You seem so sweet and nice So just tell me what's the deal? And then there's a silent pause And I answer back with a sly response I'm like baby girl you know Evil's just my rap name They ask if I'll call them back when I tap fame That's just my natural talent Listen you think I'm actually violent? I was ten my dropped me off at children's hospital She told them I was messed up and totally impossible I'm lost again, would you be my friend? I've only had two or three My dad says that's all you really need A lot of people coming up in and out A lot of people in the game sinning out A lot of people don't even care A lot of people man they don't even care So I'm leaving and I won't be back I'm trynna tell you I don't want all that You think I'm dreaming, oh is that a fact? Well alright, well ok Listen you think I'm stressed out But I'm not so drop it I'm just so messed up I can't stick to one topic You make me feel like I can't do anything right And half the time yo I know that you're right It seems everytime it's just the same old fight No wonder I'm not coming home at night You need to go pack up your sh** And go stay with your mom I can't live like this girl, f** it I'm gone Well fine then, f** you I'm moving on Every single time it's just the same old con I can see your cruelest looks and your dark red eyes It time I go find a guy that doesn't gotta get high You're a loser your music isn't making a dime You need to get a real job And stop wasting your time Get the f** outta here Go call Big G and Royce I hope you have fun with your boys