Exaggerated [or, No Prospects]

Lyrics

[Intro] Ddert-bag Pitfall? You dont exaggerate or anything Like T-t-t [Verse 1] Tell me what you want, I'm not tryna be a nice guy Dirty cup with drugs and you know I paid a high price I think I'm connected, it's the WiFi I'm starin' at the sun its such a bright light He wanna gamble with his life, he might die its not my fault I'm Prada steppin' on this ice it might crack I know you don't have my back [Bridge] You know I need one more chance Making your diamonds all dance Magic, one wave of my hands Bad debt was paid in advance Was paid in advance My diamonds dance You couldn't like it I know, you'll never mind it [Verse 2] Drugs in my email No, we couldn't talk thousand meters away I could never live with your face in my head I think I'm off better off dead You got cigarette breath And it looks like your friends hate me Tried to play the game the right way Now you treat me like a baby Foam is flowing from my mouth This Uber thinkin' that I'm crazy Made a plea for peace and comfort Now my demons actin' shady Never asked for much from no one I think I'm chosen To the lay the roses out on anybody who bespoken [Outro: Ephraim Winslow, The Lighthouse] And Ephraim Winslow, well, now he got a spiffy clean slate And Thomas Howard, he don't No prospects