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I ain't done, I ain't done, I ain't done As long as there's breath in my lungs I ain't done, I ain't done, I ain't done As long as there's breath in my lungs, I ain't done Oh well, if they don't like it I might turn up by myself (yeah, yeah, uh) I don't need opinions No, I did this for myself (for myself, aye) I just remembered I'm dope, yeah I just remembered I'm fly, yeah They try and say be humble Don't you know I'm made like God, yeah All in my blood type I was on straight for hard nights Ain't done trying, get it done right Keep comparin' myself, don't ever Believe in myself, no never again, yeah Death to my depression and anxiety Death to all my stress and all I'm trying to be I'ma get loud, 'cause I'm still alive And if I die, ain't no way I'm giving up now I ain't done, I ain't done, I ain't done As long as there's breath in my lungs I ain't done, I ain't done, I ain't done As long as there's breath in my lungs, I ain't done Uh, I just came out in the winter Just came out like a winner Had a break-down, couldn't stay down figure Rather die trying, then to live like quitter, wooh Yeah, my problems big, but I know God way bigger What you 'spect? Once you level up Don't you know the boss is bigger, yeah Used to spend a lot of time hearing myself Then spent a lot of time comparing myself Turn into the doubt, then the fear in myself Overthinking to the point I wasn't feeling myself Now I know my Chappelle went missing Now I know why Brit got the clippers Now I know why Ye started tripping The pressure and the expectation get ya, ah Oh well, if they don't like it I might turn up by myself I don't need opinions (yeah, yeah, uh) No, I did this for myself (for myself, aye) Death to my depression and anxiety Death to all my stress and what I'm trying to be I'ma get loud, 'cause I'm still alive And if I die, ain't no way I'm giving up now I ain't done, I ain't done, I ain't done As long as there's breath in my lungs I ain't done, I ain't done, I ain't done As long as there's breath in my lungs, I ain't done I know you feel like you can't change I know you think it'll always be the same I want to be full of potential again But I ain't done, buh, buh Uh, uh, uh, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh
Writer(s): Andrew Mineo, Tyshane Thompson, Joel Mcneill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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