Lyrics

Catch up on the way I'm playing when I'm bout to ball I been wishing on a pay day you already know Got me thinking out the cage, but I pay the fees I be talking to the stars when I'm tryna sleep Got my head up in the basic like I'm bleaching out Breaking up and going back like every time we hit I bounce Yeah I'm doing wrong, but they be dissing on my pay stubs Gotta get away, zooming off on my race flow Oh I want my place though Gimme all the stars and the cash or a taste of Want the dream they selling but I'm gonna need the low man Working on a wage, know I'd rather be a broke head When the hopes dead Life get hard to cope with Living in collision 'tween my vision and what most said See me distant, I be tryna hide my own sweat Left a stray and heard it through the way that my boys dead Got pain and it stain for the most part Dream shakin like I'm running up the post dawg Second thinking things especially what I can't see But I draining out my mind till I can't breathe Goddamn need a transfer Gotta get away zooming off for the answers Think change, don't fold to the mass bruh Livin in it got me looking for a transfer Good guy gone bad in a rough time Im still waiting with a ticket in the bus line I'm still working make a living pay the bus fine Same things that they on 'til cut ties and I coastline
Writer(s): Dylan Vannitamby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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