I Don't Know
Close your eyes it's alright
Cuz you're cuttin' too deep with the knife
Snippin' strings keepin' you alive and sippin' drinks only leads to a certain demise
But
Overnight you'll be fine
When we hang you on the line to dry
And when you're through turning water to wine
You call me I'll decide if I'll crucify
I'm throwin' evil eyes cuz you ain't satisfied
And when I gave you life you wanted suicide
So then I gave you pride but you wanted Versailles
So then I gave you wings but then you just got high
How do you rectify?
You kissin' dreams goodbye
And then you lose your mind
But still you wonder why
"Why do I wanna die?"
I never thought that way
I guess I'm sorry, I
I don't know I don't think anything
I guess I'm sorry, I
I don't know where I'm at I don't know what you want, I don't know who I be
I don't know where I'm at I don't know what you want, I don't know who I be
I never thought that way
I guess I'm sorry
I don't know I don't think anything
I guess I'm sorry
I don't know where I'm at I don't know what you want, I don't know who I be
I don't know where I'm at I don't know what you want, I don't know who I be
I think it's time to let it go
Come from my room where these thoughts irrational
Come from the tomb tryna feel the actual
Breathe in the fumes tryna be adaptable
But now I'm twistin' my head seein' red instead
Underfed, think of poppin' the lead
And now I'm wishin' you said I could shed all my fears if I just kick 'em under the bed
But
It don't work like it
If you got a curse, fight it
You got a verse, write it
You feelin' short sighted? Why
Homie hot on the court fryin'
Soon at the port flyin'
If your support dyin, nah
Nah I don't really care so I'll see you at the door when you tryna get in
All these motherfuckers can talk and they been
All these bloodsuckers are jokes and fake friends
I never thought that way
I guess I'm sorry, I
I don't know I don't think anything
I guess I'm sorry, I
I don't know where I'm at I don't know what you want, I don't know who I be
I don't know where I'm at I don't know what you want, I don't know who I be
I never thought that way
I guess I'm sorry, I
I don't know I don't think anything
I guess I'm sorry, I
I don't know where I'm at I don't know what you want, I don't know who I be
I don't know where I'm at I don't know what you want, I don't know who I be
I guess I'm sorry, I
I guess I'm sorry, I
I guess I'm sorry, I
I guess I'm sorry, I
Cuz you're cuttin' too deep with the knife
Snippin' strings keepin' you alive and sippin' drinks only leads to a certain demise
But
Overnight you'll be fine
When we hang you on the line to dry
And when you're through turning water to wine
You call me I'll decide if I'll crucify
I'm throwin' evil eyes cuz you ain't satisfied
And when I gave you life you wanted suicide
So then I gave you pride but you wanted Versailles
So then I gave you wings but then you just got high
How do you rectify?
You kissin' dreams goodbye
And then you lose your mind
But still you wonder why
"Why do I wanna die?"
I never thought that way
I guess I'm sorry, I
I don't know I don't think anything
I guess I'm sorry, I
I don't know where I'm at I don't know what you want, I don't know who I be
I don't know where I'm at I don't know what you want, I don't know who I be
I never thought that way
I guess I'm sorry
I don't know I don't think anything
I guess I'm sorry
I don't know where I'm at I don't know what you want, I don't know who I be
I don't know where I'm at I don't know what you want, I don't know who I be
I think it's time to let it go
Come from my room where these thoughts irrational
Come from the tomb tryna feel the actual
Breathe in the fumes tryna be adaptable
But now I'm twistin' my head seein' red instead
Underfed, think of poppin' the lead
And now I'm wishin' you said I could shed all my fears if I just kick 'em under the bed
But
It don't work like it
If you got a curse, fight it
You got a verse, write it
You feelin' short sighted? Why
Homie hot on the court fryin'
Soon at the port flyin'
If your support dyin, nah
Nah I don't really care so I'll see you at the door when you tryna get in
All these motherfuckers can talk and they been
All these bloodsuckers are jokes and fake friends
I never thought that way
I guess I'm sorry, I
I don't know I don't think anything
I guess I'm sorry, I
I don't know where I'm at I don't know what you want, I don't know who I be
I don't know where I'm at I don't know what you want, I don't know who I be
I never thought that way
I guess I'm sorry, I
I don't know I don't think anything
I guess I'm sorry, I
I don't know where I'm at I don't know what you want, I don't know who I be
I don't know where I'm at I don't know what you want, I don't know who I be
I guess I'm sorry, I
I guess I'm sorry, I
I guess I'm sorry, I
I guess I'm sorry, I
Credits
Writer(s): Verlie Rice, Benny Turner
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