I been thinkin to myself
(Said where's my favorite white boy)
Conversations with myself
(101 to 405 to the 5, we goin up)
Conversations wit my
I'm just tryna find my way out
Yuh
Yuh yuh
Yuh yuh
Yuh yuh
Nah
Nah
(Yuh)
(Yuh)
Spend these days mostly alone yeah
Run my life all through my phone yeah
I be trainin for the top yeah
Finna get it on my own yuh yuh
I'm hella comfy on my own yeah
Still I feel kinda alone yeah
People I used to call my own yeah
Yeah I had to let em go
People I believed in now can't look me in the eye
Iont hold it against em bruh, in they mentals they ain't right
I know hurt people hurt people, iont see em eye to eye
They just ain't in a position to reciprocate my mind yuh yuh
They always try to come back yeah
Man what kinda shit is that yeah
They just ain't about a bag yeah
They too stuck in the past yeah
23 too worried about being the best out
But shit a different day and I can feel how much I'm blessed now
I got a sense of control that muhfuckas go they whole lives wishin they could have
Been had numbers, count it up, do the math
My accomplishments are things that most'll never have
Bruhs go they whole lives wishin for bitches that I had
Nah this ain't no ego trippin bruh, I'm just spittin facts
These words be the only place where I can get through these things
Just them and my mom, and maybe her these days
I talk wit my boy Osagie, he understand these things
I swear it's hella rare to find someone I trust these days
Homie Daghe pulled up to the shoot just outta love
Iont think he understand how much that means these days
I can count on one hand who understand my pain
Too many took me for granted, it's how it's been for me
It's how it's been for me
Too long it's been for me
Now I'm the only one out here outdoin' me
Not everybody see the top, I know it's hella lonely
I guess I gotta get used to this for me
(Gotta get used to this for me)
(I guess I gotta get used to this for me)
(Guess I gotta)