Celoso ft. DJ S.K.A.N. Lyrics

Yeah I'm jealous I said it I can't help it

Swear this life is hellish I'm telling you, I'm embarrassed

Got nothing to embelish so reckless because I'm helpless

I ain't all that careless being alive I still cherish

But I find myself hating on those who livin' better

Say congratulations and don't let my feelings fester

Chip up on my shoulder but I tuck it in my sweater

Can't be mad at them I got to get my ish together...

And I got this itch that make me twitch cuz I ain't rich

But once it all clicks it'll fix the envy in the mix

Then proceed to switch success my permanent stench

Breath of fresh air cuz I'm no longer green

I'll be out there getting it finally feeling clean

I'm just hoping that I get the chance to live out all my dreams

I'll be travelling doing shows spitting my 16's

Hearing all these screams on a stage Skan is the king

That's what I want I think that I'm destined for it

No I'm not Gump but I'm running for it like Forest

Brakes I don't pump, I rest when I'm with the corpses

Feeling like a chump cuz I move slow within a tortoise

But I still got time like twelve watches on four wrists

Three clocks per arm cuz the third time's a charm

Sing a new song with the words to alarm

Everytime I spit tick-tick I'm the bomb

I know I'm gonna blow cuz my mom said so

You calling her a liar I put you on death row

I'm no average Joe sharpshooter with the scope

I might be losing hope but you can't tell me I ain't dope

That's why I'm pissed off and filled with celoso

Beyond slept on the official lost soul

Look

If getting slept on was a Dream he's The Nightmare

Whole lot of stairs he been climbing for years

This is it, with a real big sword on his back

His soul lost the caliber to stack these racks you see...

Jimmy let his knees quake for the cheesecake

Jealous of the life they live caught a dreamscape

You can tell his spirit broke he on the gram too much (Too, too, too)

Don't want a patient pie tapeworms in his gut

Thumb got arthritis scrolling past too much (Too, too, too)

Gotta lie too much (Too, too, too)

Gained fans too much (Too, too, too )

Then his lies catching up he is fried he's cooked

His face unrecognized he's just fake in the book

I'll start from the end so you can skip it and go

Jealousy the number one killer among Black Folk

He got called out by friends left out

Searching for his mind that he lost cant find

It's the very same identity he left behind

Celoso mature so the gat comes out

Point it at his friends his betrayal came out

He point it at himself then their phones came out

They thought it was a show so they just show out

Now his last supper's simply just a bullet in his mouth...