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Well I’m here looking at this lyrics that I haven’t even started
Sitting on my own in this little apartment
Tryna figure it all out I haven’t set my goals out
Dunno what I should do now questions all around me
I don’t know the answers so please, don’t even ask me
Tryna do this shit on my own but, believe me that’s the
Hardest part, my heart is empty
No thoughts, no facts, no answers just questions I feel like a zombie
Surviving this shit I wanna destroy this shit, fuck hope!
We’regonna make it bro with this shit cuz it’s dope
It’s fucking real like that bitch on shift who loves conflict
It’s sick I wanna quit I’m getting fed up with this shit
I’m living in this fucking vicious cycle turning into a psycho
Surrounded by fucking two faced lying people non-recycled. Stop! and hear my rap and see the end
Of this that gets us outta here, now please bro!! come and hold my hand
It’s like making plans fuck that I’m sick of that
Life’s changing in seconds, so I grab every opportunity that I get
When I’m mad? I grab this pen and pad and write down that I don’t get
It gets me outta this reality that drives me mad
Weekdays and weekends are all the fucking same
Cuz we’re not in your studio to go insane
And do this music shitcuz you’re a good musician
And I’m a good lyricist, listening to this
Is this what we were born for? Yes this is
We’re doing this cuzIt is our destiny that does exist
I take this risk I do anything for this trust this
I got this don’t even care what it takes to get us where we wanna be
Even if It’s my last opportunity, my last breath
I got the remedyIt’s respect, It’s faith, It’s love and trust It’s you and me It’s us