Try to breakout caught up in the same route I tried to breakout, but I'm in the same route
Yep, I tried to get up again Flip that script Never let up, but damn I got wounds and I'm grown So I hide the pain No one knows I'ma alone ima ride the wave Screw it, yeah tired of staying afloat Everyday a struggle tryna keep my head on the coast Another wave in the boat Yeah I said it before But a heavier load Not ready, heading for the seafloor I tried to beast mode, why the evil Gotta receipt for seats between me And peaceful And on the other side of me Is another cunt called anxiety No sight of the widescreen Might seem like I'm rightfully whining No light in my night, just pipe dreams Wake up paralyzed No surprise that I doubt the reality
I am so off, what is going on Try to breakout caught up in the same route I must be the only one who feel this way I tried to break out, but I'm in the same route
I rather shop at a gas station, then pay half price at the mall Cause if I get a panic attack, I know the door's nearby I can exit fast Facts, heart beat like it's bout to stop and every question I get feels like a witness box My mind a wicked lock And man I quick forgot The code, every second felt like minutes fuck, I froze Then I change the pace like a race, but I'm way too late Guess I can't beat the case Try to act normal but an overload Can't let them find me, shit I don't know Nobody in their right minds Could feel what I feel in a lifetime Fuck appeal, peel shields when I write rhymes Might think I'ma stereotype But I just tryna survive
I am so off, what is going on Try to breakout caught up in the same route I must be the only one who feel this way I tried to break out, but I'm in the same route
Yeah, do you feel that shit? Flipping the bricks when I spill that ink Slipping on piss, but I'm built for that shit Might have dipped for a bit, but I'm back in biz, yo Yah, you'll never understand Why somebody feel off, you never suffered pain Im the rust, you paint But Ima Russ the game And you can't flush, nor rush or hush The oxygen But I'm up, like silicon Tighter, and I'm brilliant Rapping on record Trapping and wrecking, dragging the freakin demons on Tape, that I'm about to sit upon Play it for a million They relate to the hiding face in public with a hoodie on Oh, on a side note Feeling isolated by my trials Feeling aggravated by the titles Jury stamping on me, like ima rival. Die slow
I am so off, what is going on Try to breakout caught up in the same route I must be the only one who feel this way I tried to break out, but I'm in the same route
Uh, when it's over me And I'm low, without road in front of me Then I'ma keep trying, they keep talking and lying
Like I'm only the one that's socially off Fuck off, I'ma nobody But at least I can promise When I'm talking I'm honestTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.