(Verse 1) Highschool in class think of droppin out But that be somethin I could never really talk about Everybody always said it ain't an option how I could walk up in the office sign the doc and bounce Cuz 9th grade when the drama would rise up out The f*ckin ground like a zombie I'd walk around And people eye me down Its like they talk about me without givin a f*ck bout what they talk about
(Chorus) Said I been feelin like I got nobody by my side While I be all up on my grind through early mornin late a night And I ain't tryna justify sh*t Can't provide with empty pockets Pray to god that all the nonsense in this world will f*ckin stop
(Verse 2) I grew up around an abundance of Preppy motha f*ckas never been one of em So because I wasn't conformin Didn't play sports or Listen to the stuff they bump Or rock the sh*t they rock Or talk the way they talk I was an easy target so they always pickin on me I had to brush it off like a dusty mop I let it slide givin time Ida got fed up Cuz I be walkin in the hallway hearin this sh*t all day There's a limit that come with the sh*t that yall say
People callin me a faggot for rappin and tellin me to kill myself like it don't even matter One day I said f*ck it Threw a middle finger up At one the bullies on the bus when I was walkin way from it At first I was p*ssed that I been learnin to live with these people tellin me that I ain't worthy of sh*t
(Chorus 2x) Said I been feelin like I got nobody by my side While I be all up on my grind through early mornin late a night And I ain't tryna justify sh*t Can't provide with empty pockets Pray to god that all the nonsense in this world will f*ckin stop
(Verse 3) Then a year later same deal but I started to smoke Chillin with my homies turned into us tryna get stoned Fridays were the days we would always wanna buy eights so we get high then buy food to keep us full I was smokin for a minute I dont know how often But my mom knew I was so it was causin problems I would always call her out like no your wrong its not a big f*ckin deal I can do what I want And I regret that sh*t Soon enough a bad experience put me in depression wishin it would just end Used to wonder was it dust but it probably wasn't Coulda been that it was strong sh*t that I couldn't f*ck with So I quit Bout 2 years later started smokin again And the same sh*t happened Landed me in therapy the first time around thankfully was already in a better program at the school the people there for me pushed for that So I would go to class in the afternoon until Im done and graduate All I have to say That Ida made it too far just to throw it all away and thats the thing Yeah we all feel lost sometimes but Im back up on the path I made Don't give a f*ck what you have to say Makin music and improving on my craft can be challenging But Im trying hard thats the key
(Chorus 2x) Said I been feelin like I got nobody by my side While I be all up on my grind through early mornin late a night And I ain't tryna justify sh*t Can't provide with empty pockets Pray to god that all the nonsense in this world will f*ckin stop Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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