Lyrics Can I Pwease Be On The Breakfast Club - Ovrkast. , WESTCLIFFHOLT

I'mma kill your whole fam if you touch my sister
I'mma do your mans if you fuck my system
I'mma do a chant cause I ponder on the things that I hate
The things that I think, the things that I rant I can't

Westcliffholt, fuck who you roll with
Westcliffholt, fuck how you open
Westcliff Stole all the things you totting
Westcliffholt, fuck who you chosen

I don't trust niggas whom I don't have dirt
I don't trust niggas who I can't be first
That's the real nature of man
If you can't dig, get the fuck out the band hoe
How I'm in a group but won't ask for help
But ask myself, man, do they care
You looking in my eyes, but I ain't there
Hate sitting with my thoughts cause I might get scared
Steez saw the truth and he could not bear
I just need to get some goddamn rest up here
But, but fuck all the rest to sleep
People die, people kill, man, hell is cheap peep

I think about the fact that I couldn't leave my money with parents
And my momma was taking shit from piggy banks for the errands
And granny had my shit at her house
It was apparent that I couldn't trust anyone, not even family
Sleeping on them couches when Im with my pops, the clarity
Said it was my home too, no pictures on the home screen
I ain't going anywhere where I'm not wanted
Realize there's a lot of places where I'm not wanted
Them niggas in New York right now ain't got a call and shit
Worry about the future and these albums and these scholarships
Trust is a word that gets built based on who jogging in
Trust is a word that get fleeting, wonder how tall it get
Trust is vulnerability, not sure if I got it
Still can't tell my niggas when something's bothering me
My eyes is a window, these beats providing the key
So now I'm logging out at the risk carry me please P

I wanna be a rapper, they don't think that I should
Hard times has been broken, let me roll up this wood
Blowing star dust, let me smoke it up
Let me roll it up, let me open up to my feelings like holy fuck
Like who should I give the secret ingredient to my weakness
I trust no one in this sequence, I mean it
I need a doctor to keep watching my breathing
I'm huffing and puffing and blowing out my future

And I need time and I need trust
And I really really need time and I need trust
And I really really need time and I need trust
And I really really need time and I need trust
Need time and I need trust
And I really really need time I need trust
And I really really need time I need trust
And I really, really need time and I need trust