SincerelyBryson - Demo #54 lyrics

White Shoes Black Hoodie Baggy jeans Pen touches my paper Til' it's dripping ink My heart is cold To the point where it starts blackening That's a mean way to put it But it won't stop happening I'm changing I noticed it No one seems to know this kid I made a few mistake But just forget it Like I go with it Hoping no one notices I'm rogue with it Empty street I'm strolling it I got it Shot at even while I'm holding it I breathe the air in the mic Hoping I'll die with it in my hands I'll take the chance It's all I've got I'm still livin' offa stamps I'm gettin' cramps With all these hater Hangin' on my pants I kick em off, Cause I ain't lettin' them ruin my plans Dirty I play dirty