It hurt, it hurt, it hurt, it hurt, it hurt, it hurt, it hurt, it hurt, it hurt, it hurt

I need to take some time to myself so I'm not focusing on you right now

I don't even know my own self and I don't know what I should do right now

I don't know what I should do right now

I couldn't tell you what it is I want

Gotta fall back

I need to fall back perfect my craft

Have to learn my own damn self, maybe one day we can still cross paths

See maybe one day we can get back again

Make a hard choice the hardest thing to do

Focus more on my grind or spend more time with you

Losing hella sleep thinking what do I do

I've never in my life been so confused

Cause consequences come with either or

Sacrifice a lost for you to gain more

There's always something to give up

Just to grant access to whatever you want

Back rub, sex, fly conversations

Can we not make that into a friendship

No restrictions, no pressure

No titles, the extras

Just asking, well I guess you just don't understand me

Maybe you too attached

We too young to be living like that

If it's real, it's a jump right back

Three years committed

You've got my word, I never cheated

Seven years we've been off and on

I think it was the calm waiting for the storm

Am I a lesson or new blessing

Only time can answer that question

Kinda scared for that one reply

So lost and I may not make it back in time

I Need to take some time to myself

So I'm not focusing on you right now

I don't even know my own self

And I don't know what I should do right now

I couldn't tell you what it is I want, gotta fall back perfect my craft

I need to fall back, perfect my craft

Have to learn my own damn self, maybe one day we can still cross paths

Maybe one day we can get back again

Money, cars, clothes, hoes

Is that really all I want

Can't lie at this point, I don't know

Cause I sound better than what I got

New Benz pull up on the old block

Stacks and designer far as hoes got a lot

Bought moms a car, plus I got my own spot

Whole bunch of fans really love how I rock

Sheesh

Now I worry about getting shot

Even more haters wanna hit me with a Glock

Girl claiming kids mine I never even met

Running back and forth, don't recall if I slept

No communication with the ones that I love

Still thanking God we done made it out the slums

Telling little kids it's a choice to be a bum

Missing that touch, that's supposed to be the one, aye

Can't be looking for affection when your craft ain't perfected

Feeling like Kevin, I'm a perfect imperfection

As you can hear I'm lost

Cause I still haven't paid my cost

Pray to God help me find myself

Meditation young one, please remind yourself

Wear your heart and your mind on sleeves

Now you try and walk around here like you don't need no help

Stop trippin'

I need to take some time to myself

So I'm not focusing on you right now

I don't even know my own self

And I don't know what I should do right now

I couldn't tell you what it is I want, gotta fall back perfect my craft

I need to fall back, perfect my craft

Have to learn my own damn self, maybe one day we can still cross paths

See maybe one day we can get back again

Get back again

Get back again

We can get back again

Again

Maybe one day we can get back again