Lyrics

I think I'm in a maze I feel like conflicting within my brain All these contradictions got me feeling strange Is this a phase Or is this the way? I wanna make non-stop profit I wanna make a non-profit Close down a store when I go shopping Open up a floor for a closed topic And relax on a beach in remote tropics But grind like I'm broke and I'm so jobless Feeling like it's me against the world - It's the other way around: We polluting and we won't stop it I wanna stay at home and play Xbox But my homies keep on hitting up my inbox Say it's been a long time since they seen me So I'm cutting off the TV and I meet em in the next spot I think I want a job in a office I am the epitome of what a boss is A paycheck every two weeks Over losing out on sleep for the fear that I go starving And yet I wanna take more risk I don't wanna take more losses Wanna be a better spender but I like the idea not caring what the cost is I wanna tell the truth even when it hurts, but when I get it back I'd rather have the blow softened Wanna pray 5 times a day, am I heading to the mosque? Prolly not, I don't go often In the kitchen cooking dinner yeah I made that Feelin lazy so I'll prolly order takeout Better yet I'm really fiending for some Shake Shack Lookin at the plate like I gotta keep my weight down In a circle of self worth and judgment How you matching up gets puzzling How to know enough is enough when your lust for a much of enough it feels just as real as a something I think I'm in a maze I feel like conflicting within my brain All these contradictions got me feeling strange Is this a phase Or is this the way? I pretend that I listen a lot When people say things I don't really care about In one ear and it goes out And you wouldn't even notice that my head was in the cloud But my inner voice really wanna shout Quit crying, you ain't buying But I reply with legitimate advice like Keep trying, they hiring But I really wanna tell them that they wasting time More importantly they wasting mine That's harsh, and I'm not cold Yeah I'm from the Capitol but I'm not bold I guess I really am a nice guy Keep handled that they don't win races So I wanna be a track star Laughing at the people tripping on they own laces That's tasteless, and I got style And I ain't got wings but I got house And that's why folks wanna pick my brain I saw the big picture when I picked my frame But I think most y'all's pretentious Prolly just surrounded by the ego centric And that rubbed off, so I say things that go along with the grain like Yeah, I meant it I feel like I'm in a maze I feel like conflicting with inner brain All these contradictions got me feeling strange Is this a phase Or is this the way? I think I'm in a maze (in a maze) I feel like conflicting with inner brain (yeaah) All these contradictions got me feeling strange (feelin strange) Is this a phase (Is this a phase) Or is this the way? (Is this the way)
Writer(s): Amir Mohamed Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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