Shame

How real is this
Ain't that what you said
Yeah I'm on your head

How the hell I lose it
My momma had a house
I signed a record deal
Accountant wiped me out
Like damn near a million
Imagine how I'm feeling
And if we being honest
I'm trying not to kill him
I'm headed to the label
I'm sitting at the table
Like are we really brothers
Or is it Cain and Abel
My habits don't enable
Just put me on my feet
Communication lost
Now we hardly ever speak
Let me tell you about my week
I been feeling kinda weak
I been up for seven days
How many hours in a weak
And for what I'm about to say
You should probably take a seat
While you living out your dreams
I got a harsh reality
That I might not make it
And my girl cant take it
The way my head keep hurting
And my body keep aching
Why my body keep shaking
All the risks I keep taking
All the hearts I keep breaking
While my mind keep racing
I need to slow it down
Turn off all the lights
Am I lying to myself
Saying everything's alright
The way I'm dealing with the shame
I always take the blame
This life is not a game
And whoever feel my pain
I know I'm not alone
I'm just in my zone
But you should sent a text
Or maybe call the phone
Cause I got a lot to say
And everyday can be the day
So are you really trying to help
Or are you really in the way
You paid doctor visits
But you ain't never visit
So are you just a fan
Or are you just a critic
You told me that I did it
And I can be the greatest
You said I made a classic
But you should hear my latest
And I'm off of my hiatus
But you going to to make me say this
If I drop this ether on you
I could really be the favorite
And you are not a God
And you are not the Goat
I'm really dropping tears
For the realest shit I wrote
Like how the hell I'm broke
Man I can't even cope
Lately getting high
And I don't even smoke
I'm just taking pulls
Man what the fuck I'm doing
And ain't no turning back
Our relationship is ruined



Credits
Writer(s): Marquise Lucas
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