Distance

Look I'm in the
Business of distance
And Fucking bitches
Making love
And burning bridges
I love to hate addiction
But I keep going back
Dealing with afflictions
Smoking weed
And writing tracks
Mentally fucked
From being young
And mixed with black
Tryna make living
But being stabbed in the back
And how I'm sposed to love
When my heart ain't in intact
Went from bleeding blood
To have my heart turn black
Too far in this rap shit
To try to turn back
So I'm Fucking bitches
Cause I'm tryna numb the pain
Yeah I'ma cheat
Cause life's an unfair game
Get on a slow track
Guess I don't care about the fame
The only type of music
Is trap shit the sound the same
The dilemma of an artist
Tryna be successful
But living to artistic morals
is too stressful

Tryna numb the pain
Cause things they change
Broken hearts
Broken songs
And wedding rings
Don't know how to say it
So I let the track sing
Distance got the best of me
I let the pain sting

I act this way
Because I've been betrayed
Tried to love a girl
But caught in the fray
No I can't trust
Only love I feel
Is lust
I'm trying to adjust
But I'm bouta put this iron
To my temple
Make it bust
Fuck
I don't know what to do
Without her here for me to fuck
Now I'm feeling lonely
Used to dream of matrimony
But I gotta keep it lowkey
Cause monogamy's
The old me
Before I met the cold me
Stop giving a fuck
The heart turned froze me
The only care about the music
Soul sold me
Before I actually became the real me
No feelings
Pussy's all I feel me

Tryna numb the pain
Cause things they change
Broken hearts
Broken songs
And wedding rings
Don't know how to say it
So I let the track sing
Distance got the best of me
I let the pain sting



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Writer(s): Young Orpheus
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