Hook:

I got it coming big time. Nobody got a grind like mine. I’m focused on me, I’m maturing like wine. Everyone else out of they mind. Everyone else out of they mind.

Verse 1:

Do you want me in rehab? Sorry for losing what we had. Why don’t I act like I see that? Why do you act like I need that?

Like I better admit to it, don’t hurt. Addict, weed, absurd. Middle-class suburb. Music meanwhile unheard. You say that I’m fake. In this industry, being real won’t get me a plate. Bricks that I make, I stack ’em to steady the weight. On God, I’m gonna be great.

Woo, ready to dance. Taking my chance, I can or I can’t. It is what it is, I need that advance. Do what I can, shake all the hands. Rinse, repeat till I’m counting the bands.

Hook:

I got it coming big time. Nobody got a grind like mine. I’m focused on me, I’m maturing like wine. Everyone else out of they mind.

Verse 2:

Heaven or hell with me, I can’t get rid of me. Maybe I’m sick of me. Know I’m a paradox, know that I worry you. Sorry I’m hurting you.

I keep my heart locked away, that’s how I was taught to behave. If I like you, I don’t look at you. One day I’m into you, the other I’m sick of you.

Borderline crazy. Treatment? Maybe. I don’t know if it would save me. Dark days lately, check in daily. You wanna save me, baby.

That’s what you want, but you depress me, how can you not? I been repressing my thoughts. Can’t tell you shit, scared of the heartache. Tried to tell you I’m a lost cause.

Heartbreak turned into my sauce. Ashtray where my heart was. Bad day, so I write songs. Damn.

Hook:

I got it coming big time. Nobody got a grind like mine. I’m focused on me, I’m maturing like wine. Everyone else out of they mind