
Carti Lenses Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Came from carti lenses
Hoppin fences
Of some broken homes
Fighting w my parents
Kicked me out
With nowhere else to go
Had some friends that had my back
But they colors soon would show
No fasho
I'll do this shit alone
Thought i had nobody
Til you picked up on yo phone
Now i'm sleeping' at the homies crib
Man not this shit again
Demons on my back
I think i let em' in
Let them settle in
Now they cooling back
Remember being young
Tryna fight to be the cooler cat
But how cool is that
Now I'm shopping tailored suits
Like Where the fuck Madula at
Where my jeweler at
I became the cooler cat
Hustle daily where my school was at
And I stayed true to that
Elevated from those broken homes
Found a place to go
Now i'm headed down my path n that's fasho
People in my way
But ain't nobody stopping me
I drop the key
Moses way i stop the sea
Floating
Way this beat on top of me
Every pill i'm poppin
Is for pains
That are unrelievable
Will had to stop playing games
That are unachievable
I'm Making so much music
Ya it's really unbelievable
But every song i make
I find it unreleasable
I Came from robbin houses
Buyin guns
Fall in love w drugs
Thinking the only way we make some money
If we rob the plug
Growing up
N finding common sense
Ain't no truth in that
Grew up hopping fences
And actin jus like a sewer rat
Came from carti lenses
Hopping fences
Of some broken homes
Fighting w my parents
Kicked me out
W nowhere else to go
Had some friends that had my back
But they colors soon would show
No fasho
I'll do this shit alone
Thought i had nobody
Til you picked up on yo phone
Now i'm sleeping at the homies crib
Man not this shit again
Demons on my back
I think i let em' in
Let them settle in
Now they cooling back
Remember being young
Tryna fight to be the cooler cat
Flow is growing
Monetize and own it
Don't condone it
Money is my only focus
And my lady's new mercedes'
Nothing that can change me
Grew up old school cuz my pops is from the 80s
Buy a crib n have some babies
Playin w my thoughts
I gotta bunch jus like the brady's
And anybody tryna get me
It upset me
That you trying
I ain't lying
Acid trap
They got my back
They fortifying
Doing anything they gotta do
Including dying
Came from carti lenses
Hopping fences
Of some broken homes
Fighting w my parents
Kicked me out
W nowhere else to go
Had some friends that had my back
But they colors soon would show
No fasho
I'll do this shit alone
Thought i had nobody
Til you picked up on yo phone
Now i'm sleeping at the homies crib
Man not this shit again
Demons on my back
I think i just let em' in
Let them settle in
Now they cooling back
Remember being young
Tryna fight to be the cooler cat
Came from carti lenses
Hopping fences
Of some broken homes
Fighting w my parents
Kicked me out
W nowhere else to go