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last say - seth bowman lyrics

[intro: seth bowman]
yo
on some real sh*t
yeah
f*ck the critics
and if i know you
yeah yeah
f*ck you too
i don’t give a f*ck
yo
and if you’re on meth
yeah
f*ck you too

[verse 1]
i’m in my head a lot these days
i get caught in these thoughts
applause from the crowd with broads mixed with several frauds
makes me rethink my strategy of driving foreign cars
several thoughts question if i rap exquisite bars
but i can’t get caught up in that
i’m way to far beyond all that
i got an album out
and people wondering where the next ones at
peoplеs always on my back
asking questions about the tracks
will this next onе have any features
and are you speaking facts
[verse 2]
i’m tired of helping people who don’t give a d*mn
i tried to lend a helping hand
i should have pulled a money scam
cause then maybe people would have respected me
tolerated me through all the sh*t that made me see
who i really am and who i chose to be
but in the end we’ll see
who’s on the ground and on their knees
begging for a saving plea
but if you wasn’t down when i was small
then get the f*ck up and flea the scene
cause you’re a piece of sh*t who’s dead to me

[verse 3]
i gotta keep momentum
and release songs on the spectrum
of what people want to hear
and what i want to mention
when i’m in a session i rarely think in two dimensions
but that leads to troubled peoples first impressions
no exceptions
if i could take a rest a second
i could catch my breath
maybe get up out this mess
cause it feels like a death threat
no i’m not dead yet
and i’m not twenty seven
so i’m not joining the club just yet
not to mention
[verse 4]
i lost my mom this year
and people hate to hear it
but music is my outlet
i don’t go through you to clear sh*t
what i write is up to me
and it’s cool if you cherish it
but i don’t give a f*ck if you don’t like it
i don’t give a sh*t
and this is for all the people who feel like i owe you
where the f*ck were you when my family struggled through
oh and when the h*ll did you call to check up on me too
i had a troubled youth cause my parents were split in two
f*ck it i’m through

[outro]
something i said or
oh nothing
no really it’s nothing
nothing at all

- seth bowman lyrics

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