TheUrgeToEndItAll
Feel like I'm trapped in a box when I'm all alone
Knowing I'm hella grown
I still break, like sentiment rock when I'm hella stoned
My past thoughts keep me on lock, when I left alone
I call it "I'm in my zone"
But really I'm sinking in traumas that's been hitting home
Hoping you read this momma
This is something I feel
I've been trying to preach it momma
This banana harder to peel
I wish you would of seen it momma
Feel like you need this momma
Since a baby, you raised me around a nigga who ain't shit
And it's crazy cause maybe I would of grew up feeling fit
Like I belong cause in my songs I portray whole a different jit
But in my mind, I reside in a hole, a bottomless pit
And I hate you gave him a chances after niggas split
That showed me that true love
True Love
Is toxic
Seeing what he did you changed my whole world
So when I got my own girl
I just showed her what a nigga learned
I lost the love of my life, and that was all in return
So yet again, I gave it all and got nothing to earn
But nights like this
I take a pen and try to
Write like this
Hoping I can save a kid who lived life like this
I tried to take mine
Hoping to get night with her
I'm just tired of having fights like this
The urge
Knowing I'm hella grown
I still break, like sentiment rock when I'm hella stoned
My past thoughts keep me on lock, when I left alone
I call it "I'm in my zone"
But really I'm sinking in traumas that's been hitting home
Hoping you read this momma
This is something I feel
I've been trying to preach it momma
This banana harder to peel
I wish you would of seen it momma
Feel like you need this momma
Since a baby, you raised me around a nigga who ain't shit
And it's crazy cause maybe I would of grew up feeling fit
Like I belong cause in my songs I portray whole a different jit
But in my mind, I reside in a hole, a bottomless pit
And I hate you gave him a chances after niggas split
That showed me that true love
True Love
Is toxic
Seeing what he did you changed my whole world
So when I got my own girl
I just showed her what a nigga learned
I lost the love of my life, and that was all in return
So yet again, I gave it all and got nothing to earn
But nights like this
I take a pen and try to
Write like this
Hoping I can save a kid who lived life like this
I tried to take mine
Hoping to get night with her
I'm just tired of having fights like this
The urge
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Writer(s): Brandon Trotman
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