Pick me apart like it's an operation
We're back and forth but we ain't conversating
Not getting younger I forgot I'm aging
Yo, look
'Cause I know life, I know the struggles of surviving
I grew up in London where we share the same address
But we're divided, these ain't tears man
I just hide behind these eyelids
And out of everybody I've met my fucking cabbie's still the wisest
He said money isn't everything, only thing you need is good friends
Four walls and a roof that you can settle in
You'll soon be onto better things, but he doesn't know
About the debt I'm in or when I took out uni loans for ketamine but
I'm working hard but what's the meaning
Heard the more you sweat and practice
Then they lessen what you bleeding
Why am I working like a slave but my rewards are less appealing
Are these TED talks that I'm watching all deceiving, is it true?
Heard the only person standing between victory is you
I know the feeling when you're talented but don't know what to do
And everybody's doing well and you don't know which path to choose
It's like they've never worked a day
But told you mountains you should move
It's really peak out here, feeling weak out here
Nine to five and five to nine, ain't got no sleep out here
Tryna blossom every day, I'm planting seeds out here
I'm buying all these fucking flowers looking bleak out here
But I know, there's something waiting for me ooh
'Cause I've been chasing my dreams, I know
And I've been wasting this weed
Why am I high, why am I high all the time
All the time, on my mind, every night
Why am I high, why am I high all the time
All the time, on my mind, every night
I'm in a smokey room on Christmas eve
Anxiety keeps creeping, I can't think of happy thoughts
I've taken hella L's this evening and my marj don't say a word
It's been a year and we ain't speakin'
I can't tell you 'bout the mental state I've been in
All I've seen mandem, pass away or go in there
Somehow I haven't noticed yet
If God had really cared he would've wrote a cheque
But I ain't losing focus yet tryna make sure 2020's patterned
'Cause I'm nineteen, my dreams were feeling shattered
Mind's been scattered
I was lost, I got the sack from work
Thinking should I bag a work
Mandem think my questions are a tad absurd
They're saying fam you haven't learned
Clocked you're always broke when you go back to work
I know I hate to say it bro but trapping works in me
I'm just blessed that I'm alive and well
He wants me on the line
I said I might as well could do with extra money from his clientele
Still writing and I'm firing on the mic as well
Think I'm gonna blow up from what I can tell
This Cali pack a light that smell
So now I'm rolling thirty-three and lil' zoots to ration
I should really hit the line but I don't really suit the fashion
I've been saying it for years, if you got dreams then go and catch 'em
But all these trappers, all these bankers
If the government could tax 'em
Now I'm staring at these tickets and it's getting me frustrated
I spent all those years at school and now those years are being wasted
You know laws are all in place 'cause they know people have to break it
'Cause they all just turn our backs on us and left us all to face it so
Why am I high, why am I high all the time
All the time, on my mind, every night
Why am I high, why am I high all the time
All the time, on my mind, every night