Yeah, yo
Tired of dealing with the same shit
Getting caught up with the same shit
Try to stay up in my own lane
But sometimes you gotta lane switch
Just to get around the lame shit
Tryna show you where the pain sits
I know what I want but it ain't this
And I'm feelin' faded off my eighth hit so
Basically if I don't fuck with you, you gon' know soon
Cause the circle gettin' smaller every day and there's no room
And my life seems to be going by so damn fast
That I want to tell you my whole story but I don't think I can catch at it
I'm not afraid to die
Was afraid to be alive
Never thought I'd figure out what I was supposed to do
Or who I am inside
Plus my mom worries
Shit is stressful
Smoking got my ass so forgetful
Like you man, I just wanna be successful
And trust issues got me so resentful
I don't fuck with fellas nah
I'm just here to do my job
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I'm just here to make a couple million
And live it all up with my squad
And I wanna show the whole damn world
What a fucking time it is to be alive
And if I never ever fucking make it big
I hope you learn somethin' when you see me try
Yeah, yo, yo
She said she so in love
I think she off the pill
Had like twenty too many
Tonight we had like no chill
I'm so fucked up I know
You told me plenty times
Girl, its like four twenty-five
Please don't fuck up my vibe
No
Lately I ain't been myself
Steady stressing out about getting far
Not sleeping much, take the pain away
Just by writing shit and twisting arms
But I'm motivated by the fear of being
Just another face in the normal crowd
Would rap about falling in love
But I don't know how and I won't go down, no (won't go down, no)
