Supposed to Be

This isn't how it's supposed to be The people I should love most I don't hold close to me Now I'm thinking bout the person that I chose to be I need to reevaluate what really means the most to me yeah My parents wondering where I'm at Never pick up the phone well here's a song that answers that I been depressed cause there's ideas in my head That haven't come to life I'm fearful that my dream is dead See I thought that I'd step into the lights by now Thought my music would've lived up to the hype by now Thinking it was built up in my mind right now I could really use a little bit of advice right now yeah What's the deal it's the real me all y'all straight up kill me Everything in my craft just so you can feel me Huh I sacrificed it all for music Now I'm about to blow a gasket if this rap producer screw me imma snap I sacrificed it all for music I sacrificed it all for music I'm not one to count my blessings More likely to count my Twitter followers and mentions My parent's set me up for all of this success and I Snap because the lack of double taps has got me stressin' Social media goin' be the death of me, Rest In Peace, Pressing keys texting peeps send me beats, I'm desperate anything I can't focus at work because my head is playing melodies But they don't fuck with my shit cuz I don't rap about felonies Tell me this shit ain't raw tell me that my shit is flawed Tell me I won't fuck these rappers up Till they drinking through straws yeah I swear to God Imma sell out on my craft Just start rapping about all of the fucking money I don't have But that's the mentality that puts you on a puppet string So when I'm home and you asking what's been up with me Try and understand the pressure I been going through If music doesn't work out the fuck am I supposed to do What the fuck am I supposed to do If music doesn't work out the fuck am I supposed to do What the fuck am I supposed to do If music doesn't work out the fuck am I supposed to do