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JarrodParker - Laughing & Crying Lyrics



JarrodParker - Laughing & Crying Lyrics




I wanna be there with you, but I cannot bear the truth
I'm workin' too hard, I crash out like Bandicoot

That's what chasin bands will do, I blink and there's tears in my eyes
I really wanna know why, so I take a look in the sky
What is the purpose of being here, why am I even alive
Would anyone care if I died? But you know I would never try

These are the thoughts that runnin' through my brain, time after time after time
Shake it off, get back to boss shit, gettin' faded and I cross it
Hit a home run, that's a long hit
Flowin' like current in ocean, makin' noise, I just be caught in commotion

Doin' this and that and they didn't notice, not really carein' cause they really bogus
Yeah, they is
Aye, this and that ain't free, I know that fosho
Yeah, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, you ready, let's go

Yeah, I get way too f*cked up sippin' on Patron
Yeah, the cops is out tonight, I see they on patrol
So there ain't no way that you can catch me drivin' home

I be zooted up and booted, I be slidin' while I'm glidin
Laughin' same time I be cryin', prayin' to God I ain't dyin
Greasy bitches get to fryin', I'm just tryna put the time in
I ain't never really lyin', dressin to fly, I'm the flyest

Bitch

One thing I know for sure is I gotta row my boat until it is overflowed

Overload with money, peso, euros, I need a lot of those
Comatose, I hope I don't overdose and then I become a ghost
Drivin' way too fast, I'm doin' 100 in a 44
And I don't know where to go, so I be spendin' time in my mind

Sittin back chillin and I don't know why
Give me a sign, give me an answer
I am a Virgo, no, I'm not a cancer
I am a singer, but I'm not a dancer

Sippin' on H20, no, not no Fanta
I like to talk, but I don't like to banter
I wanna work until I get the bands up
I make them jump up, make them put they hands up

Hustlin' hard till I get me the Benz truck
She sing my song and say this is her anthem

JP, I don't think they ready

I was a lost boy, now I'm found

Slowly risin' up outta the ground
Still got demons, they on the prowl
Like a dead dog, I'm puttin' them down
Fee-fi-fum, we comin' in loud

We go dumb if it needs to go down
Like happy madison , I'm grown up now
Black eyed peas go boom, boom, pow, yuh
Pain in my eyes, I got hurt

I still be goin' berserk
Black on black Audi a vert
Feelin' like Lil Uzi Vert
Walkin' around with no shirt

Feelin' like I am the shit
But I'm still feelin' like shit
Tell me what the f*ck is this
How am I supposed to live

To my haters, you can't phaze me
Cause I already hate myself
I'm too player, you can't play me
Cause I already played myself

Look at the pictures on the wall
Can't believe I really blame myself
If you can't tell, my mind is always racin
But I wont erase myself

I just wanna have some peace
I wanna go to the beach
I wanna sing on some beats
Stickin' to it just like cleats

Lord, take away my grief
Not entertainin' no beef
Want my money, fat like obese
I want the dairy, want the cheese
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I wanna be there with you, but I cannot bear the truth
I'm workin' too hard, I crash out like Bandicoot

That's what chasin bands will do, I blink and there's tears in my eyes
I really wanna know why, so I take a look in the sky
What is the purpose of being here, why am I even alive
Would anyone care if I died? But you know I would never try

These are the thoughts that runnin' through my brain, time after time after time
Shake it off, get back to boss shit, gettin' faded and I cross it
Hit a home run, that's a long hit
Flowin' like current in ocean, makin' noise, I just be caught in commotion

Doin' this and that and they didn't notice, not really carein' cause they really bogus
Yeah, they is
Aye, this and that ain't free, I know that fosho
Yeah, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, you ready, let's go

Yeah, I get way too f*cked up sippin' on Patron
Yeah, the cops is out tonight, I see they on patrol
So there ain't no way that you can catch me drivin' home

I be zooted up and booted, I be slidin' while I'm glidin
Laughin' same time I be cryin', prayin' to God I ain't dyin
Greasy bitches get to fryin', I'm just tryna put the time in
I ain't never really lyin', dressin to fly, I'm the flyest

Bitch

One thing I know for sure is I gotta row my boat until it is overflowed

Overload with money, peso, euros, I need a lot of those
Comatose, I hope I don't overdose and then I become a ghost
Drivin' way too fast, I'm doin' 100 in a 44
And I don't know where to go, so I be spendin' time in my mind

Sittin back chillin and I don't know why
Give me a sign, give me an answer
I am a Virgo, no, I'm not a cancer
I am a singer, but I'm not a dancer

Sippin' on H20, no, not no Fanta
I like to talk, but I don't like to banter
I wanna work until I get the bands up
I make them jump up, make them put they hands up

Hustlin' hard till I get me the Benz truck
She sing my song and say this is her anthem

JP, I don't think they ready

I was a lost boy, now I'm found

Slowly risin' up outta the ground
Still got demons, they on the prowl
Like a dead dog, I'm puttin' them down
Fee-fi-fum, we comin' in loud

We go dumb if it needs to go down
Like happy madison , I'm grown up now
Black eyed peas go boom, boom, pow, yuh
Pain in my eyes, I got hurt

I still be goin' berserk
Black on black Audi a vert
Feelin' like Lil Uzi Vert
Walkin' around with no shirt

Feelin' like I am the shit
But I'm still feelin' like shit
Tell me what the f*ck is this
How am I supposed to live

To my haters, you can't phaze me
Cause I already hate myself
I'm too player, you can't play me
Cause I already played myself

Look at the pictures on the wall
Can't believe I really blame myself
If you can't tell, my mind is always racin
But I wont erase myself

I just wanna have some peace
I wanna go to the beach
I wanna sing on some beats
Stickin' to it just like cleats

Lord, take away my grief
Not entertainin' no beef
Want my money, fat like obese
I want the dairy, want the cheese
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Writer: Jarrod Parker
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Language: English
Length: 3:02
Written by: Jarrod Parker

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