Lyrics

I made this beat in 5 minutes I just had to let my mind go I guess I've just been thinking 'bout Where all my fuckin time go Now I'M sitting reminiscing bout them days when I wasn't worried bout writing songs to get paid I know you've helped me in the past God so thank you I really haven't done a lot recently to repay you Last weekend I cheated again I look up in the mirror I don't know who I am I ask you why do I neglect the only people that love me Why am I so beautiful But still think that I'm ugly How come I appreciate These little things so much And how come me And all these old friends have lost touch I mean to do the right thing Sometimes I think I'm evil tho Borrowed my friends car didn't even pay the meter yo And don't know I jus let another good thing go Gotta inhale, exhale The stress kills me but the sex sells Gotta inhale, exhale Cause I don't really know what I'm doing no no Gotta inhale, exhale The stress kills me but the sex sells Gotta inhale, exhale Cause I don't really know what I'm doing no no Gotta inhale, exhale The stress kills me but the sex sells Gotta inhale, exhale Cause I don't really know what I'm doing no no I had a whole album and I hated it Took me two years to finally just make some shit I used to be asigned to a major and shit I still am, and truthfully I hate that shit I guess me and my tendencies are everlasting The past seems so far away and I'll never grasp it I'm still tryna hold on to when I was the ball captain Making friends and smoking weed after all my classes And last week I had this melody and never rapped it Guess I was to busy sitting at a college campus Cause I don't go to school I ain't as smart as you You follow the rules and get a job guess what you'll die too So I'm just tryna keep the good times going If I surround myself with people then my minds flowing It's when I find myself alone that my minds roaming And then I sat and wrote this song like where the fuck I'm goin I honestly quit smoking for a year But some blizzard came and hit and I was just sitting here Had to hit it slow it had me coughin like the swine flu A psychology major couldn't survive in my mind dude Gotta inhale, exhale The stress kills me but the sex sells Gotta inhale, exhale Cause I don't really know Gotta inhale, exhale The stress kills me but the sex sells Gotta inhale, exhale Cause I don't really know Gotta inhale, exhale The stress kills me but the sex sells Gotta inhale, exhale Cause I don't really know
Writer(s): Cameron James Meekins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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