wats upon a time,

I left it ol aside just to make me more alive,

And then,

Busy with online and weaknes dont hide much,

Started living in faith,

I know yall down for the paper,

Sex and some time just to waste out,

We fake smile and hide it on the papers,

Inside out we lying on ourself yeah,

Then i met a shawty wanna give me like that,

Wait what u serious why to give me like that,

These bitches thinking men we be living for the paps,

Shawty maybe them out here we for heart,

And i know why its serious cause its smells like a socks,

Shit so bad holy cause everybody has an ex,

They see everytype callin just to fill in the gaps,

Am sure we not being now we living like we hatched,

And i pray for the wrld i pray for my wife i pray for my child yeah i pray for em,

I stand on ma ground i know wats desire i fight for ma world but not for games,

When i show you traumas theres no trauma trauma dont burn out you chose the pain,

And i know they come up when we going high high,but still we gonna trust the games,

When u lost on the track just go through it,

Trust me we all far alone,

This part is about trust and we all screw it our past has become our homes,

We thinking wat we chase is wat we face huh,

We living our trace on the rong track,

Believing in the medias suggestion,

Ionno but im living with my intuition,

We living all alone noww alone now,

We living all alone noww alone now,

We living all alone noww alone now,

We living all alone noww alone now,

Every day i remember i keep callin,

I slip slide and gather i sip slowly,

She knows why we spend out we sit lonely,

They thinking bout the gamers we here balling,

Fuck wat they came up,

Am here sorrying,

Now what we know is much cheap boring,

Tap tap the weather we sure bout the weather we keep much together am here scrolling,

And i pray for the wrld i pray for my wife i pray for my child yeah i pray for em,

I stand on ma ground i know wats desire i fight for ma world but not for game,

When i show you traumas theres no trauma trauma dont burn out you chose the pain,

And i know they come up when we going high high,but still we gonna trust the games,

When u lost on the track just go through it,

Trust me we all far alone,

This part is about trust and we all screw it our past has become our homes,

We thinking wat we chase is wat we face huh,

We living our trace on the rong track,

Believing in the medias suggestion,

Ionno but im living with my intuition,