Welcome to the Show
(Trademark)
Yeah, yeah
What's the point of crying over spilled milk?
This life shit difficult
that's something you gotta deal with
What's the point of crying over spilled milk?
Not speakin' outta bounds
I know these niggas feel this, yeah
This life shit come at you, uh
Faster than the motherfuckin' bullet
I swear I'm finna pull it
How am I to focus while surrounded by this bullshit, oh yeah
Daij, watch yo ass 'round them dudes
they got a bag out on you
Ayy, 'nother level, I'm on another level (Yeah)
They tryna take this, trust me, I'll never let 'em (Yeah)
I was born a fuckin' rebel, it's on my chest, bitch (Bitch)
Give me respect bitch, yeah, I need my check, bitch
Flossin' on these niggas, I just wake up and go flex, bitch
Nascar a Jet, bitch, got it on my head (Newm)
Pray to god I make it through the year
they want me dead, bitch
Milwaukee Assassin, comin' through, we blastin'
With no skateboards, but lil bitch, we still thrashin'
No, my hands ain't dirty, I let lil bro do the clappin'
I call all the shots, they gon' call me Charlie Manson
Call me DC Manson, aye
Shawty we ain't doin' no romancin', ayy
Watch the diamonds, yeah, they dancin'
And this a Louis rug, so watch out where your standin, yeah
If it's a L I'ma turn it to a W
How you out searchin' for some love
when I'm in front of you? (Fuck)
Swear to god I don't get it
How the fuck I'm always mistreated?
Hold up, sit up I cannot be defeated
Easy for me, I control, alt, delete it
Yeah and I didn't with no help, yeah I swear I got no help
I can't be thrown away, drugs on the floor, ayy
Welcome to the Show, ayy, welcome to the Show, ayy
What's the point of crying over spilled milk?
This life shit difficult
that's something you gotta deal with
What's the point of crying over spilled milk?
Not speakin' outta bounds
I know these niggas feel this, yeah
Stop givin' me them lectures
'bout how to make shit better (What?)
Them niggas don't even follow they own rules
fuck what they tell ya
We gon' put 'em on a stretcher
lil bitch, we don't rock sketchers
Hella tense, skeleton, excuse me, can I help ya?
Have you ever had a bottle of Bel-air?
There's teen spirit, I can smell it in the air
Tough life, we ain't learnin' a thing
Hottest out, finna burn it up, ayy
When that DC on, you better turn it up, ayy
Checkin' in, you ain't concernin' us, ayy
Stop being nice, stop being nice, I'ma stop being nice, ayy
Move out 2020 I'ma stop being nice, ayy
Stop being nice girl, stop being nice, ayy (What?)
Yeah and I really wish you well
you said I fuckin' changed, oh well (Yeah)
Take your demons through the whole scale, yeah
that's why I really hope this song helps
'Cause I know how you get, please don't let go
Take control, protect your soul
What's the point of crying over spilled milk?
This life shit difficult
that's something you gotta deal with
What's the point of crying over spilled milk?
Not speakin' outta bounds
I know these niggas feel this, yeah
Know that they gon' feel this, yeah
They gon' feel this, I know it
Compositores: Daijon Cotty Davis (Dc The Don), Tyler David Maline, Hagan Lange
ECAD: Obra #34035338