Cryout!
Where did I go wrong
I don't wanna know bout how nobody really love me for the things I did
I been at home hate everything that I wrote I'm screaming out
But they don't know because it's in my head
I quit or I don't so where the fuck do I go it feel like everybody watching while I lose my grip
And I cry out
And I cry out
I'da listened to this shit a hunnid times
Wondered what the fuck to spit and what to rhyme
I ain't going down like all these people who just write
Any motha fucking thing they think that comes to mind
I was chillin with when my homie called my line
Tole me that he booking shows for us to thrive
Hollow Nirvana like whatchu know bitch don't reply
If you ain't familiar you gone know us in time
But I ain't worried bout that though
Gimme a minute and I'll be back
Went from sending me snippets to putting lyrics in a rap song
I feel a bit different from all the shit that I've written
When I'm just sitting and thinking about my motha fuckin past though
And she said that I'm and asshole
Yeah I know
I don't got time bitch get the fuck outta my castle
And lately if I am being honest witchu
I been thinking everything I write sucks I don't really have hope
Have you ever sat and wondered what the fuck am I dong
Because the clock don't ever stop but where the fuck am I moving
I'm afraid of the top cuz I could be there and fall
Or I'll lose everything I wanted and just be here alone
Fuck if I know what's to come of this
Runnin through my fuckin mind though is that
I don't know where all the motha fuckin time go so don't let it slip
Go and live your fuckin life however you wanna live
I been in the crib stressed
What if music ain't a success
Like I said it would be all I wanted is this
So I wrote this fucking song hoping yal can see
I critique me harder all your talk don't mean a thing
I don't wanna know bout how nobody really love me for the things I did
I been at home hate everything that I wrote I'm screaming out
But they don't know because it's in my head
I quit or I don't so where the fuck do I go it feel like everybody watching while I lose my grip
And I cry out
And I cry out
I'da listened to this shit a hunnid times
Wondered what the fuck to spit and what to rhyme
I ain't going down like all these people who just write
Any motha fucking thing they think that comes to mind
I was chillin with when my homie called my line
Tole me that he booking shows for us to thrive
Hollow Nirvana like whatchu know bitch don't reply
If you ain't familiar you gone know us in time
But I ain't worried bout that though
Gimme a minute and I'll be back
Went from sending me snippets to putting lyrics in a rap song
I feel a bit different from all the shit that I've written
When I'm just sitting and thinking about my motha fuckin past though
And she said that I'm and asshole
Yeah I know
I don't got time bitch get the fuck outta my castle
And lately if I am being honest witchu
I been thinking everything I write sucks I don't really have hope
Have you ever sat and wondered what the fuck am I dong
Because the clock don't ever stop but where the fuck am I moving
I'm afraid of the top cuz I could be there and fall
Or I'll lose everything I wanted and just be here alone
Fuck if I know what's to come of this
Runnin through my fuckin mind though is that
I don't know where all the motha fuckin time go so don't let it slip
Go and live your fuckin life however you wanna live
I been in the crib stressed
What if music ain't a success
Like I said it would be all I wanted is this
So I wrote this fucking song hoping yal can see
I critique me harder all your talk don't mean a thing
Credits
Writer(s): Austyn Contrastano
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