Sympathy Lyrics

Hands out the window

Bodies I been dumping

Cashville Stomping

I got my hands out the window

Every time I get to bumping

Got the red an blue lights

From all the bodies I been dumping

I been cruising down the street an I been turning into something

I'ma Cashville stomp on every rapper sayin something

I got to pay homage man my work is over due

All the work that I put in will always spark up something new

You just witnessing the greatest on the track that no one knew

It was me myself an I an no one else it's nothin new

I'm dressin all black all my words give out no sympathy

The only thing I care about is working for the best of me

My music's like a book I'm reading all the words they given me

They sayin I'm the greatest stamp it in the book of history

I'ma grad in the making

I been practicing my statement

I been writing down my thoughts inside the lines and I was thinkin

All the people laughing an hating every track that I been racing

Every conversations needing body bags, to get to naming

I Pull around the block

I'm takin out the ones religiously

Was punching back and forth I'm missing everything they sending me

I opened up the trunk to throw 'em in to get my sympathy

For anybody weighing on my path I'm pressing anything

Man I do this for my family I do this for the Creek

I can write up everything, an anything up in my sleep

Sleeping slowly start to creeping never matching what I dream

The only thing I ever dream about is hearing all the screams

All the screams that I will I see when people yelling out my name

All the people lining up to hearing what I got to say

Will never take that chance for granted even in the pouring rain

Cause I will always take my time to hearing what y'all got to say

I was built for all these moments fixing every scar to heal

Never worried about the dollars every scholar has a deal

It was printed on my heart that I will always keep it real

I got the evidence to prove I'm one of one no time to chill

I got my hands out the window

Every time I get to bumping

Got the red an blue lights

From all the bodies I been dumping

I been cruising down the street an I been turning into something

I'ma Cashville stomp on every rapper sayin something

I got to pay homage man my work is over due

All the work that I put in will always spark up something new

You just witnessing the greatest on the track that no one knew

It was me myself an I an no one else it's nothin new