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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Liam John-Paul Garrity
Liam John-Paul Garrity
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Abu617
Abu617
Producer
Alan Manos
Alan Manos
Engineer

Lyrics

I look the devil in the face in the morning Every day when I brush my teeth I'm like, bitch you want it? Inner demons always haunting me, taunting me I googled this shit and they say it's called anxiety I might just die any minute Hope and praying that the sky is the limit Cause I'll find my wings Start flying buck wild like a pigeon With the message, through the presence of a vision Isn't it funny? How we just keep on working for the money Through the days While the days working us for nothing Something's gotta change Caught up in this vicious cycle Spinning like the ball, on a dunk from Michael Straight ten from the judges Outside I'm looking great On the inside, I'm holding grudges Wait Think I need to change places Feeling jaded, real impatient Mom, I gotta make it Ooh It's been too long Sleeping on the futon Trying to put the crew on And get my mom a crib I dropped out of school Even though I had a scholarship Was getting caught up in the mix of the fake life Everybody going there wants to live the great life Not knowing there's a steak-knife Creeping on them day/night It's called that fucking student debt Thinking that if you invest All your daddy's money in it, you'll be set Blind eyeing every threat But that's not really how it goes I mean it could If that's the case, you'll love the fucking life you chose And if it don't, you'll be drowning in the water slow Waiting for the boat that's never coming Reaching for the rope I'm feeling sorry for ya'll, really am And if you hating, I don't give a damn Don't ever judge the man That keeps working Through the adversity That is me, trying to be the better person But ya'll beating me down, with your drumsticks What if I make it? Wouldn't that be some shit? After all your fucking wack ass assumptions You the type of bitches that be fourth down punting But not me, I'mma take the shot Trap me in I'mma break the box You'll never shake the plot I gotta dream and I'm headed for it I'm on the run like the end of Forest Go Forest I need the bread enormous So much I'mma need storage I want peace But I'll go to war with anybody
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