Yo, look
I'm always thinking dark
In this night life
But I'll continue going forward
Like I type write
Ain't no material sky
I'll still look up if I
Don't manage to get a mansion
Or a flat like some shite sprite
Until a couple months ago
Didn't know what apart meant
Stopping bad and with that
Everyone out of my yard went
Ain't just a writer
More a thinker if you can't tell
Display my top thoughts
Not top 40 I'll just chart sense
I've been writing since 15
Man I'm overdue
Couldn't spit in front of crowds
But now man I'm hoping to
Stop stressing if your ex is over you cus,
Even if she's magic
Them hoes all wanna poke us too
But I've got my f'in blues
Like Facebook
Some rhymes are a waste
And this timings unfaithful
My mistakes are sublime
And I hate them
But I'll just use that as fuel
When I find my creations
I can't realise
I ain't fake man I got real eyes
Put lyrics in a pond then
Lift the hook up and I reel ice
I'm lying when I feel fine
Unless I make a real rhyme
Obsessing over metal
You could say he's Tryna steal time
I say that I'll try settle when I feel right
The thing is half the time
I don't know when imma be alright
Enough with all that deep shit
Gonna get me in my feelings
Staring at the ceiling when I sleep
Hope it won't be all night
I ain't suicidal
But I've been sitting on these tracks for a while
I'm just trapped in a cycle of
Putting all my stresses
To the last of the pile
'Cus I'm bringing a wave
And I ain't lacking the tidal
Feel shit when I'm not writing but
Dark thoughts got me writing more
Too many man just find a cause
So watch what you're providing for
Ain't looking for no paper
But with music I'll design it raw
You could say I'm trying
As I'm fighting I'm uprising more
Ain't ever been prison,
Always gassed for release day
Finish couple songs then
Take a rest like police may
I ain't gay but sometimes,
I can't see straight
Just tryna map all my shit man I'm,
Tryna seek ways
'Cus
People always talking when they
Don't know where their mouth is
Still look clean in this two bill outfit
Where you from?
Nah you don't know where the town is
I ain't stressing but I
Wanna make it big and I'm doubting
I can't realise
I ain't fake man I got real eyes
Put lyrics in a pond then
Lift the hook up and I reel ice
I'm lying when I feel fine
Unless I make a real rhyme
Obsessing over metal
You could say he's Tryna steal time
I say that I'll try settle when I feel right
The thing is half the time
I don't know when imma be alright
Enough with all that deep shit
Gonna get me in my feelings
Staring at the ceiling when I sleep
Hope it won't be all night
It won't feel right
Hope it won't be all night