Faithfully - Derek Pope

Do it faithfully

I don’t think they’re really who they claim to be

Been in LA think it jaded me

Didn’t call you that was the faded me

Woah

On the edge of the map then I drop

Keep a watch, demons pop up open shop

Walk the walls like I’m S.W.A.T., could you not?

Stir the pot, goldie locked at my spot

LA bop, she got face but no thoughts, yea

Like a church with no God just a box, yea

What’s your purp, did you write yourself a plot yet?

And we taking what you got, yea

You live in a glass house

Careful when we rock, yea

Do it faithfully

I don’t think they’re really who they claim to be

Been in LA think it jaded me

Didn’t call you that was the faded me

And when they came through for the round-up

Blood-stained smiles when they found us

People only there when you up now

Wonder why I never come around much

Ain’t enough 'round here to go round

Wish I knew then what I know now

Had to get it popping on my own, wow

Cloudy with a chance it feel like home now

And I think I gotta slow down

All these drugs make me feel alone

Rarely taking pictures when I go out

Everybody looking like a clone now

Do it faithfully

I don’t think they’re really who they claim to be

Been in LA think it jaded me

Didn’t call you that was the faded me

Woah

On the edge of the map then I drop