I'm Leaving - Evil Ebenezer

Hey man I’m outta here

And that’s just the way it is

I still haven’t made a name in this biz

But when this album drop

I’ll finally say I quit it

And give a big fuck you to every cynic

You never fucking knew me

How come you don’t look me in the eyes when you screw me?

I just got severed from my girlfriend

I can’t put rapper on an application

Man, it’s a whirlwind

I don’t know what I’ma do

If this don’t work I don’t got a back-up plan

I don’t got reverse

Girls approach me and I’m like down

I roll up to a girl and she might frown

You like the new me?

It’s not really new

Still making music with Vaughn and Stu

I left myself for a second

I didn’t wanna come back

Put a lot of fucking heart in this track

Bring it back

A lot of people coming up in and out

A lot of people in the game sinning out

A lot of people don’t even care

A lot of people man they don’t even care

So I’m leaving and I won’t be back

I’m trynna tell you I don’t want all that

You think I’m dreaming, oh is that a fact?

Well alright, well ok

And yo well fine then

I guess I’ll see you in the big leagues

It’s draft odds it’s now man making big beats

And girls like yeah why they call you Evil?

You seem so sweet and nice

So just tell me what’s the deal?

And then there’s a silent pause

And I answer back with a sly response

I’m like baby girl you know Evil’s just my rap name

They ask if I’ll call them back when I tap fame

That’s just my natural talent

Listen you think I’m actually violent?

I was ten my dropped me off at children’s hospital

She told them I was messed up and totally impossible

I’m lost again, would you be my friend?

I’ve only had two or three

My dad says that’s all you really need

A lot of people coming up in and out

A lot of people in the game sinning out

A lot of people don’t even care

A lot of people man they don’t even care

So I’m leaving and I won’t be back

I’m trynna tell you I don’t want all that

You think I’m dreaming, oh is that a fact?

Well alright, well ok

Listen you think I’m stressed out

But I’m not so drop it

I’m just so messed up

I can’t stick to one topic

You make me feel like I can’t do anything right

And half the time yo I know that you’re right

It seems everytime it’s just the same old fight

No wonder I’m not coming home at night

You need to go pack up your shit

And go stay with your mom

I can’t live like this girl, fuck it I’m gone

Well fine then, fuck you I’m moving on

Every single time it’s just the same old con

I can see your cruelest looks and your dark red eyes

It time I go find a guy that doesn’t gotta get high

You’re a loser your music isn’t making a dime

You need to get a real job

And stop wasting your time

Get the fuck outta here

Go call Big G and Royce

I hope you have fun with your boys