Rundberg

Caught up in this dialogue Can't go to sleep And I don't like this monologue I wrote for me Voices in my ear from lower places took ahold of me Shit they might have a hold of me still Clutching the steel Until a nigga across that's me real That shit ain't frequent uh Ain't laying down my arms but my shit seizing up Aching Used to race the streets lights I'm used to them on I been thinking about the next life The one that I'm on Cause shit I know I got the talent Sick of proofing them wrong A sixteen gon cost a beam When a nigga get on Put that on me Catch me running until my sneakers is gone To make them see A nigga gunning because his life is a loan On dnd lately U couldn't reach me I been sick of my phone Distant in tone Couldn't see me or this path that I'm on You'll never touch nigga I'm not the next nigga Caught up in this dialogue Can't go to sleep And I don't like this monologue I wrote for me Voices in my ear From lower places Took ahold of me Shit they might have a hold of me still