Chris Sawyer

[Intro] Yeah Left Brain on a loop like Jhawk Productions like Odd Future like, haha Odd Future life Yeah, uh Dill' I miss you Yeah, love life love music, man That's how we do it Get money [Verse] Now, I got a story to tell About a boy from Dena that was pretty as hell No homo but this kid had all the females Dark skin around 6'2", enough detail Always had the fits and shoes was retail Every clique in Dena, this cat would trail Counterlight to his height, his face was frail Had a voice that didn't ring a bell The legend is what they called him he fucked clean I guess everything isnt really what it seems The more misery the more he thinks about his dreams And having the bling, because he never had the finer things The only thing the legend was good at was basketball He can shoot and make it from half the court past the wall He would play from broad day light 'til after dark And would play in the park until he saw the narcs The position of the dogs on him like blood on sharks The only thing they wanted to do was act tark I guess the weed got to him when the cats was pitchin' it Cause he started talking crazy acting all different What happened to the kid was oh-so innocent He even changed the group of friends that he was kickin' with Putting his nose in something that he didn't even have no business in After a while he got ghost he thought the world was shady He stayed with chicks at the house drivin him crazy That was the problem with Chris and the ladies He couldn't leave him alone now he havin a baby [Hook] He could've been a doctor, he could've been a lawyer This is the story about Chris Sawyer He could've been a doctor, he could've been a lawyer This is the story about Chris Sawyer [Outro] Yeah, that's right man Keep your head up baby Pasadena I see you LA I see you too Yeah, Hodgy Beats Odd Future is the label The beats on the floors or table Heh, whatever, let's go