Lyrics

Yeah Another night, I can barely sleep, I pray to God my soul to keep If I should die before I wake, I pray to God my soul to take I pray to God I'll be over-great Not another wack rapper that they overrate Y'all spoiled like the South in the Florida State I'm always overworked and never overpaid But I prayed for it, yeah And when they told me that I couldn't, man, I had to find a way for it, yeah Serve a table everyday, had to find a way to pay for it, damn And when I started goin' numb is when I realized I was made for it, yeah So it's "fuck all my feelings," I feel like the villain Feel like I overstepped boundaries, feel like you're better without me Feel like I'm drowning, feel like I never had found me I don't want no one around me I don't think nobody knows how it feels when there's so many people yet no one to listen I try to good with the talent I'm given I try to see clear, yet attention's been blockin' my vision Surrounded by fake—and, honestly—lately, debate how much more I can take A couple more shots to the face I often don't drink, so I'm searching for something to chase She's putting my hands on her waist Her tongue's in my mouth and I wonder what pain she can taste I'm taking caffeine when I'm wake and tired of taking the pill with PM just to sleep when it's late, I dont I don't know what to believe in Did it all for the wrong reasons And now I'm picking up the pieces Of that person, I was more I've been losing you, you You, you I've been losing you I guess I've lost me for a while, well, welcome back Lately I've forgot how a smile felt, now picture that Thought that I could buy happy Maybe buy a new car in all black Put the whole entire team on the map Everything I have now, had to work for all that But, to see my dad again, I would give it all back They just want me to rap I feel like a slave to this shit I know that I pray for this shit But if I have one more fake convo with one more fake person, I might just go ape in this shit Remembering back, we had no place to live And you spent my rent money on clothes that you wear And confusing your Instagram followers for people who care And you'll never find happy when stuck in comparin', I know I miss the feeling of feeling feelings Now every song I write I've been dripping and oozin' real, and I try to tell my story, yeah, feelin is less appealin' Them rappers that like to mumble and already hit the ceiling, so fuck Didn't fuck with me way back then, now it's "Hey, what's up?" Is it weird that I still feel stuck? Think it's funny when I spill my guts 'cause I feel? Feelin' like I need to stop playing, he's real I spent last week in bed and the weekend was drunk 'Cause I honestly just couldn't deal It's been seven days now without you, that makes one week You turn into someone else after just one drink Wonder if I'm on your mind when you think And, honestly, I tried to help you find you—and instead lost me I don't know what to believe in Did it all for the wrong reasons And now I'm picking up the pieces Of that person, I was more I've been losing you, you You, you I've been losing you
Writer(s): Dan Haynes, Mark Richard, Max Schneider Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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