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Noah Williams
Noah Williams
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Lyrics

It's 11pm i'm cruising down Rivertown parkway
I'm in good hands or at least that's what they all state
Stress eatin' me alive life thinks ima good entrée
I'm only 25 but 50 is my mind-state
I'm sick of fake friends
Fake fans
Wonder would I pop off if I take xans?
Half the shit that I'm thinkin
Don't make sense
Feel like the titanic think I'm sinking
Diving off the deep end
Anyone got a free hand?
Waves crashing on me I think I'm getting sea sick
Nothing comes before me I'm to selfish fuck a Prefix
Fuck the fame
Fuck the money do I need it
I'm an open book I've
Never been one to keep a secret
Contrary to whatever your belief is
My life feels like its half gone, paraplegic
Watch out who you hang with, fellas be some leeches
I tried to send that message
But some y'all ain't receive it
Its 12 am I'm riding round 44th street
All these decisions in my mind that I keep on forcing
Everyone's biggest fear is what we can not foresee
I'm smart enough to learn from the ones that came before me
I
Don't know what's really gotten into me
Start talking to one girl and 5 others start hitting me
One's got hair with curls and another with the curvitrey
One with head out this world
And the other trying refurbish me
Not sure if they fancy me or just want me currency
Start catching feelings for one now all the Sudden she won't answer me
Make one dance for me
One will probably cancel me
Had a shawty at work
Shit went south and now I'm transferring
And that's the way that life goes
Everybody thinks they perfect just wait till the lights off
Maybe I should lay low
Everybody thinks they better than me where's your halo?
It's 11:30 pm im turning left on paterson avenue
Headed to work and I got a fuckin attitude
It's the last thing on god's green earth that I wanna do
Tryna make a change in my life but I don't know what I got to do
Honestly
Life is getting scary
Cuz i'm 25 I got no kids and i'm not married
I got like, I don't know a thousand in my savings
And I got a car, does it works? I mean shit, barely
On my way home from work I get pulled over
By a cop with a cold shoulder
I bet he thinks that I'm a freeloader
Lucky i'm white and I don't have to think things over
He leans over he tells me just to take things slower
Its 2:20 between 44th and kalamazoo
Still thinkin about my life and all the things I should do
Am I too corny? Does it feel forced? I ain't gotta clue
Tryina keep my head up
But lately my eyes been glued to my shoes
Bunch of fellas in my city don't believe in me
Showin fake love just know that I know I'm being deceived
I'd much rather support my city and see it succeed
Instead of stabbing its back and then watching it bleed
But I know that's just me
And I wear my heart on my sleeve
I should probably rip it off
Cuz im always on my guard
I should digress oh my god
I just wanna be loved
For someone to give a fuck
Am I asking for to much
I should ask her for lunch
But i've been low on my funds
And i've been down in the dumps
Ima coward that fronts
I look outward too much
Too much time to be crunched
It's 11pm i'm cruising down rivertown parkway
Thanks for riding with me y'all didn't have to partake
But I think it's time that you and I part ways
I hope you Stay safe and keep out of harm's way
Written by: Noah Williams
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