Lyrics Faithfully - Derek Pope

Do it faithfully I don't think they're really who they claim to
be Been in LA think it jaded me Didn't call you that was the faded
me Woah On the edge of the map then I drop Keep a
watch, demons pop up open shop Walk the walls like I'm S.
W.
T., could you not? Stir the pot, goldie locked at my spot LA bop,
she got face but no thoughts,
yea Like a church with no God just a box, yea What's your purp,
did you write yourself a plot yet? And we taking what you got,
yea You live in a glass house Careful when we rock,
yea Do it faithfully I don't think they're really who they claim to
be Been in LA think it jaded me Didn't call you that was the faded me
And when they came through for the round-up Blood-stained smiles when
they found us People only there when you up now Wonder why I never
come around much Ain't enough 'round here to go round Wish I knew
then what I know now Had to get it popping on my own,
wow Cloudy with a chance it feel like home now And I think I gotta
slow down All these drugs make me feel alone Rarely
taking pictures when I go out Everybody looking like a clone now
Do it faithfully I don't think they're really who they claim to
be Been in LA think it jaded me Didn't call you that
was the faded me Woah On the edge of the map then I drop