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