Bipolar

Yeah Yeah Yuh You know lately man I just got one question If it doesn't kill you does it really make you stronger It's the little things that get me the most I'm shining and I'm so close to gold Or maybe it's just murder she wrote Think I'm about to turn myself to a ghost I'm just trying to keep it a afloat I guess I got to go with the flow Row row row Yeah Okay I just want a grammy Y'all don't understand me Please don't get me wrong I'm really thankful for my Camry But I need me a Bugatti Mercedes Maserati I'm not materialistic I'm just used to having options Call me humble call me cocky Either way I agree Being bi-polar runs in my family tree that's why I'm smoking this tree 'Cause it keep me stabilized Try to trust God's plan but I'm lookin in Satan's eyes Is he lying to me It's a fruit but it's lookin' like a diamond to me This studio is feeling like an island to me I've been growing but it's feeling like I'm dying to me Yeah Screaming R.I.P. roses at my feet Head up in the clouds but I still can't breathe My eyes wide open but I still can't see I watched you leave but it still can't be No no But it's a marathon so I got to carry on Leave my baggage at the door put my smile on Hey what's up how was your weekend bro what's going on Trust me you don't wanna know what's going on You don't wanna know what's going on I wonder who would even know I'm gone Crack a bottle roll one up I won't be sober long Is that cologne I think I probably better throw it on It's so close I can smell it It's that's Sun boy WIIM better watch how you spell it Two I's all caps it's no cap that you're jealous The way I'm killing these demons I start to feel like a felon I don't sweat them See now I'm cocky again Soon as I feel like I'm nothing they call me Papi again Told your ass I was busy so please don't call me again Then as soon as I need you I see you blocked me again Damn This the life I live I want a life I love I want a wife and kids But I want boats and hoes I know it's so damn sick I know I can't have both so now I don't have shit That's what it feel like That's what it feel like That's what it feel like Yeah yeah It's the little things that get me the most I'm shining and I'm so close to gold Or maybe it's just murder she wrote Think I'm about to turn myself to a ghost I'm just trying to keep it a afloat I guess I got to go with the flow Row row row Yeah yeah Organically Gifted