[Verse]
Man, I'm trippin' off life and what it could be like
'Cause how the fuck did I end up here
It seems like this shit could go right on the TV screen, no rewrites
This shit sound like it could be the thing I need, right
So tell me what it feel like
Well, in hindsight I still feel like I would kill for the limelight
Feel like I would kill for an A&R's time like
"What's up with a deal in Hell? Yeah, I'll sign it right now"
Yeah, 'cause I'm still grindin' right now
And I don't care what, I don't care what it takes, oh, yeah
'Cause my baby girl is gettin' older
And daddy's gotta show her the way
I had to drop the self-doubt and pry the nails out
Thеy box a n***a in, I'm tired of fittin' in
Surprised I'm herе again
Here lies an opp that tried to get the win
That's my n***a, I been inspired n***as
Bet he never tell a lie again
I fight n***as, still I leave my n***as and my dons back
But I'm on some new shit, so, really nevermind that
He been out of time, so I never get my time back
The devil is a lie and I'm still yelling "true"
If he think he a God, "Who the hell is you?"
Every time I'm lookin' at the screen
See some lame ass n***a hatin' on me
Nah, but for real, I'm really sick of all these lil'
These small fishes and krill n***as
They lack skill, I'm sharp with it, I'm ill
I'm sharp with it, I kill in dark trenches
I feel sorry for 'em, part angel, I'm part menace
Man, I feel like Mike Jack Thriller with dark tenants
They hate me with all feelings, but really my heart sendin'
Now I'm like, "Fuck it feelin' sorry, they all finished"
N***a, don't be mad, just be glad you started this
N***a, you ain't my arch nemesis - miles apart
And it's really gettin' harder to be [?], got me askin' how Gandhi did it
Nobody did it, so I redid it
And I gave my last to us, don't ask me how much
[Outro: Sarah Barthel]
Love, it was enough to recognize
To see, I was the reason you feel sick inside
Fall in need
I'll let you bleed
'Cause you were fallin', I'm sorry, I may be
'Cause you were fallin', I'm sorry, I