Prod. Bri-C
#SCFirst

Lyrics:

Think it’s funny when the rumors and the rumbles fill the circle 
Tried to put it all to bed but it was later than the curfew 
Turning on me in the end, stove is hot it’s finna burn you
Everybody went and said “you can’t trust me I won’t hurt you”
You was brodie but I figured that you’d talking down 
There’s a lotta things I know that they be fussing bout 
Think it’s deeper than the jealousy it all went south 
Everyone done turned the page on me but I can’t drown 
And it’s feeling like my heart is cold it’s hard to love again 
I can’t trust nobody round me cause they turn to running man 
I got problems that I never had when laying in my bed 
Is it real am I to blame I know they wrong up in the end 

So oh oh ohhh
What the fuck?
I be thinking who’s to blame I see the mirror look at us
I refuse to be the one who takes the brunt cause I been tough 
I done walked into this wall too many times to give it up
But it’s okay imma deal, I nod my head just like a bobble
Ain’t shit else that I could do except to take my pride and wallow 
Hide my pain behind Versace, Fendi closet like a model
Walk the runway on these niggas see the drip and they gon follow 
Keep my neck above the water so I stay round 
Diamonds dancing doing hopscotch
Neck been like a playground 
I been feeling different ever since I picked the way out 
The way they tried to put me in a box ain’t gon pay out 
Cuz it’s RIP the old me finna have a seance 
Finished giving people every single thing that they want 
My life been like an Uber, back seat, they can stay gone 
If you fucked me over then I don’t forget shit ain’t no play on 
And I been in my bag that’s of course 
And I was down bad but no more 
I learned a lesson 3 times whats 4?
For 12 nights, I cried oh lord 
I miss my brodie I can’t hear him no more 
My other homie still locked fuck court 
Ain’t many left inside my life that’s sure 
I trust myself until I die y’all sore

You was brodie but I figured that you’d talking down 
There’s a lotta things I know that they be fussing bout 
Think it’s deeper than the jealousy it all went south 
Everyone done turned the page on me but I can’t drown 
And it’s feeling like my heart is cold it’s hard to love again 
I can’t trust nobody round me cause they turn to running man 
I got problems that I never had when laying in my bed 
Is it real am I to blame I know they wrong up in the end 

Think it’s funny when the rumors and the rumbles fill the circle 
Tried to put it all to bed but it was later than the curfew 
Turning on me in the end, stove is hot it’s finna burn you
Everybody went and said “you can’t trust me I won’t hurt you”
You was brodie but I figured that you’d talking down 
There’s a lotta things I know that they be fussing bout 
Think it’s deeper than the jealousy it all went south 
Everyone done turned the page on me but I can’t drown 
And it’s feeling like my heart is cold it’s hard to love again 
I can’t trust nobody round me cause they turn to running man 
I got problems that I never had when laying in my bed 
Is it real am I to blame I know they wrong up in the end

I Can't Drown [Prod. Bri-C]

rapper 16 and love playing basketball and also live mount Vernon sadly 

I’m on my grind and in my bag and I’m just here for the slaps

All inquiries email: bricbeats@gmail.com

@itsbri-c