Way Out
I've been working 'till the break of dawn
I'm tryna make the struggle pay out
I say I'm 'bout my hustle, grind until my mind is gone
Or anything to help me find my way out
Way out, way out, way out
I'm just really tryna find my way out
Way out, way out, way out
All I really want is find my way out
Look I need the marijuana, need the alcohol
I need that shit that got me livin' like there's no tomorrow
I need that shit that got me thinkin' that I'll never fall
Or anything to help me find my way out
Cause I'm
Sick and tired of this place that I've been stuck in
Sick and tired of gettin' fired up, livin' mired in sin
Of course I'm destined for greatness
Always known since I was a kid
But somethings keepin' me in this matrix
Something deep inside of my skin, It's like my
Confidence is dead
My competence is drowned
Sedated in my head
Why can't I escape this sound?
Unfocused, ain't no wonder everyday I've been breakin' down
So I'll work and I'll grind, and I'll work and I'll grind
'Ti'll the day that I can't fake that crown
I've been working 'till the break of dawn
I'm tryna make the struggle pay out
I say I'm 'bout my hustle, grind until my mind is gone
Or anything to help me find my way out
Way out, way out, way out
I'm just really tryna find my way out
Way out, way out, way out
All I really want is find my way out
I'm back now
At least I think I'm on track now
While I got this energy, might as well take advantage
Think it's time for me to crack down
Or I could slack off
And text some girl and get jacked off
I'm feeling good, feeling great
But all the pleasure come from pain of her scratching my back raw
Cause I'm dead inside
I'm fuckin dead inside
I've tried like everything, but nothing seems to get me right
Sex, drugs and meditating, all it does is get me high
And then I'm back to medicating
Smoking, I'm bereft of my joy, my love, my life
Everything I've done, embalmed in strife
Focus on, focus on workin', I wanna be famous
I want everyone know what my name is
Hopin' that peace will come, really I'm brainless
Thinkin' that all this will rid me of anguish
I've been working 'till the break of dawn
I'm tryna make the struggle pay out
I say I'm 'bout my hustle, grind until my mind is gone
Or anything to help me find my way out
Way out, way out, way out
I'm just really tryna find my way out
Way out, way out, way out
All I really want is find my way out
I'm tryna make the struggle pay out
I say I'm 'bout my hustle, grind until my mind is gone
Or anything to help me find my way out
Way out, way out, way out
I'm just really tryna find my way out
Way out, way out, way out
All I really want is find my way out
Look I need the marijuana, need the alcohol
I need that shit that got me livin' like there's no tomorrow
I need that shit that got me thinkin' that I'll never fall
Or anything to help me find my way out
Cause I'm
Sick and tired of this place that I've been stuck in
Sick and tired of gettin' fired up, livin' mired in sin
Of course I'm destined for greatness
Always known since I was a kid
But somethings keepin' me in this matrix
Something deep inside of my skin, It's like my
Confidence is dead
My competence is drowned
Sedated in my head
Why can't I escape this sound?
Unfocused, ain't no wonder everyday I've been breakin' down
So I'll work and I'll grind, and I'll work and I'll grind
'Ti'll the day that I can't fake that crown
I've been working 'till the break of dawn
I'm tryna make the struggle pay out
I say I'm 'bout my hustle, grind until my mind is gone
Or anything to help me find my way out
Way out, way out, way out
I'm just really tryna find my way out
Way out, way out, way out
All I really want is find my way out
I'm back now
At least I think I'm on track now
While I got this energy, might as well take advantage
Think it's time for me to crack down
Or I could slack off
And text some girl and get jacked off
I'm feeling good, feeling great
But all the pleasure come from pain of her scratching my back raw
Cause I'm dead inside
I'm fuckin dead inside
I've tried like everything, but nothing seems to get me right
Sex, drugs and meditating, all it does is get me high
And then I'm back to medicating
Smoking, I'm bereft of my joy, my love, my life
Everything I've done, embalmed in strife
Focus on, focus on workin', I wanna be famous
I want everyone know what my name is
Hopin' that peace will come, really I'm brainless
Thinkin' that all this will rid me of anguish
I've been working 'till the break of dawn
I'm tryna make the struggle pay out
I say I'm 'bout my hustle, grind until my mind is gone
Or anything to help me find my way out
Way out, way out, way out
I'm just really tryna find my way out
Way out, way out, way out
All I really want is find my way out
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Quintanilla
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