Accountability ft. Siena Fabiano Lyrics

I keep it movin', I'm strong, I know where I belong

You did me wrong, you missed the point all along

You're out of touch, you're out of luck, you're feelin' stuck

MTF and all you got, you're stuck in a rut, in a piece

You face the death, you wait, you leave, you travel

Taste the bitter, taste the memory

I spend a meeting in the meat, I got the remedy

Sing along, call my melody

Bro, you need to know, I'm never goin' back

Try to attack, I'ma fly up on the map

Till I've reached a place the sun is at

The sun, the reason for my chat

I'm just pleasin', puttin' meaning back

Through my words, I hear you hear

I come in first, not fifth

The drama occurs, you got my words

Karma comin' fast

Like a blast from the past

Hard core cash

Thoughtful ass

Hard to read the trash

Flashback, messed up

Spittin' all that

I'ma pull it back

It's very hard to say I'm wrong

Even though I know it's true

That just ain't my style

If I said it, then I meant it

I'm just stating the facts

Not an Indian giver, so I ain't takin' it back

If a rapper say my name, man, he better relax

Cause my 05 bars, y'all ain't better than that

Don't get it confused, homie

Cause it's deeper than just rap

I'm buzzin' where I'm from

Doin' features for the stacks

You want a fire verse

Come see me with the racks

Like a bum in the train station

I'm eatin' off the tracks

My name heavy now

From NY to the UK

When I dumb out, they run it back

Like Bobby Boucher

If I'm wrong, I'm the first one to admit that

But I'm never wrong to admit that

So get back all these new niggas that rap now

Ya shit whack for the record, on the record

Ya verse, I skip that i'm from Harlem

So I'm talkin' my shit i'm done now, so Sienna

Put a fork in this bitch its cash

It's very hard to say I'm wrong

Even though I know it's true

That just ain't my style