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Lately I've been all up in my feelings Think I need a break from everything intermission Mind's overloading so I feel this inhibition Trapped inside a box like a black boy in the system So listen I got a lot of my chest So many things have happened lately got a lot to address Think I'm losing my head Think my mental state is deteriorating I'm losing my head causing me stress Sleepless nights bags under my eyes Maybe that's the reason why I've been getting lit higher than kites Tryna smoke away this pain tryna figure out my brain And why they wiring is f it's like I'm bout to go insane At the tip of the iceberg I'm Luke cage But below the surface though Cobain Bullets ready, arms steady Tryna run from my demons but these timbs too heavy Rolling with my n Max in his new Chevy Smile on my face fake sad yes very Sad yes very, sad cah my faith shake shake like jelly I've been tryna find my way round I've been tryna find my way out Think I'm losing my mind, mind, mind yeah And I've been trying to find my way round I've been tryna find my way out Thinking bout using this Nine, nine, nine Hi Aretha It's really nice to meet ya I met you through my dealer and he said I really need ya He said you're good with lyrics so I'm asking for a feature But apparently you got the s that make me lean like Piza But wait should I be leaning my feet are unsteady Wait, should I be leaning my thoughts are confetti Weight, on my shoulders it's getting too heavy Wasn't ready now I got dilemmas that Nelly and Kelly Butterflies in my belly when the smoke done clear And Aretha isn't here, to help me face my fears I hear my demons getting near Attacking from the rear, steady feeding of these tears Whispering in my ear Saying You've reached the end of the line Saying You better pick up that nine Saying There's nothing more to this life That's why my Queen doesn't like it when I'm with you Said it hurts me everytime I hit you When I look in the mirror my mind much clearer so it doesn't make sense that I miss you I still miss you I've been tryna find my way round I've been tryna find my way out Think I'm losing my mind, mind, mind yeah And I've been trying to find my way round I've been tryna find my way out Thinking bout using this Nine, nine, nine
Writer(s): Chachrist Rimraor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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