Alright Yeah, yeah, yeah Quick to say the obvious When this is preposterous Don't care about the awkwardness I know it all too well
The attention makes me hibernate But I've learned to tolerate Fear with love but I carry hate Fucked up complex, can you relate? No, I doubt it
And it's better off that you don't He's conceited, I can tell so Imma Slit his fucking throat Wait I'm too angry got problems Have you noticed? Just stuck in [?] Alone with my thoughts come and bury me Socialize only musically
Most likely gonna have you fooled Sad to say but kinda true And I'm the one still growing up Relevant who gives a fuck I'm that bitch, I wish you would More gossip on the topic Wasting time come on now drop it Where's your head at? And why you asking questions? This simply a distemper Out the womb you steppin' Asking for handout cause I'm gettin' recognition (not this again)
Ok, I see you Little buster Fuck this shit I'm down to ride Only one thing on my mind Surviving at all cause it's taken too high Like all the time I guess the drugs I misuse So quick to help my issues
Wait. Who really knows at the moment? Like all the time Like all the time Only one thing on my mind Like all the time Like all the time Only one thing on my mind
I want that brand new shit, shit finna baby steps Discussion, interruption, only listen cause I overslept What's the point of saving Lost the craving to the specialty In the reality your loyalty not done respectfully
Easy for me to see more than you think Where you coming from? What goes up must go down, and another one Subconscious makes me nauseous Tell my sis we gotta be cautious Independent something sacred Seen all the bullshit, bet we made it And that ain't compare to the problems We shared and the bullshit that we facing
Wait, hold up. Take it Kinda makes you wanna break shit At a loss just like my patience, [?] Because I'm atheist Have the rawest because my placement Came along with so much hatred Stuck between a rock and a hard place Tied up like an arm race Light up like a car chase What am I doing? Everything I say in a sixteen that I lane [?] nowadays leads to so much confusion
Compositores: Audrey May Godoy (Gavlyn), Adrian Velasquez (Eskupe) ECAD: Obra #31745398