Comin Out My Cage

Heard a lotta things they said Burnin' down in my head Mmm Word around town I left Yeah Word around town I'm dead Comin' out my cage (Comin' out my cage) Doin' just fine (Doin' just fine) Countin' up my days (Countin' up my days) Runnin' out of time (Runnin' out of time) Comin' out my cage (Comin' out my cage) Doin' just fine (fine) Countin' up my days (Countin' up my days) Runnin' out of time (time) Knock knock, bitch I'm comin' Out to play (out to play) Locks pop when I'm comin' Out my cage (out my cage) Nonstop tryna' keep a steady Pace 'cause I've been in a maze I've been M.I.A. countin' up the Days, days, minutes, seconds I been stackin' up these sevens Starin' at my reflection askin' Myself deep questions Yeah, I'm crawlin' through my Head space tryna' keep my Head straight Swingin' like a neck chain Prayin' to the, hold up Prayin' to the dead saints Prayin' on my next day Feelings in my chest they Got me in a checkmate Couple blinks then the day's gone (Day's gone) I'm fightin' tears through a Pay phone (pay phone) I'm reachin' out of my gravestone Yuh I'm takin' letters out my name 'till My name's gone (Aye, aye, aye, aye, bitch I'm) Comin' out my cage Doin' just fine (fine) Countin' up my days (I'm countin' up my days) I'm runnin' out of time Comin' out my cage (Comin' out my cage) Doin' just fine (Doin' just fine) Countin' up my days (Countin' up my days) I'm runnin' out of time Shackled by the light (light) Wish I could rewrite (write) Every fuckin' night is like I'm rollin' out the dice, I got my Back against the wall (wall) Skin be gettin' raw (raw) Tally marks with chalk gettin' Scattered through the hall (hall) Days are goin' by (by) Razor to my spine (spine), Walkin' down the line dodgin' Bullets from the time When the day comes I'ma Lace up and face up (Face up, face up, face up, face up) When my name up Please don't play dumb, I'll erase ya ('rase ya, 'rase ya, 'rase ya, 'rase ya) I said these light flicker (flicker) They get brighter (brighter), They get bigger, they send shivers And pull triggers (uh), Lights dimmer (dimmer) Lips quiver (quiver), Dark figures start to sip on the Blood of the sinners Y'all don't really get it, I'ma Dead man walkin 'round the block When I shoulda been another Fuckin' body in a box Middle finger to the opps 'Bout to kick it up a notch I ain't ever gonna stop 'Till my heart decide to (pop)