Make A Way

Every time I say it hurts, they say it's gon' be okay

And why the fuck they mad at me, and I'm just tryna make a way

I feel like Juice WRLD, I see shadows in my room

I feel like X, I feel these people wanna kill me

I feel so underrated, why these people don't wanna feel me

I feel betrayed, like why they wanna hurt me, not heal me

I don't know, I guess I'm always in the wrong

That's why I make this song, just sing along

They gon' say wrong whenever you right, so I just play along

Hold on kam, he gon' get it on, I promise that's on any song

When people really don't give you no credit, what they hatin' at

There's a few people I lied to, like they music wasn't trash

But I can't lie, half of the shit these rappers dropping that shit be trash

Hear that beat, boom, got that heater with me

Know that bitch, boom, I want that foreign scat pack

They like, look, Kam's zoomin

He ain't got no presets, that shit ass, it need tunin

This shit way too easy, I'm not rappin', I'm just talkin

That boy said to stop dissin', how I'm dissin', you ain't on my level

Why these people always reachin', must be your hate

I'ma give you some shit you been thought about me

And that's your problem, right, left, creep, fa, fa, sleep

Grew up in the trenches, it was food stamps and poverty

They don't know that feelin' when your mama got no home

They don't know the feelin', gotta get it on your own

His bitch was blowin' me, and now they blowin' me, just leave me alone

Hey, stop comparin' me to you, your blood ain't nowhere in my bones

Oh, stop comparin' me to you

These people wanna be me, huh

It's givin' wannabe, and it's one of me, lil' bitch, ah