Doubt Me
Wake up every morning and I Wonder why they Doubt me
Look up to the stars now my vision Getting cloudy
Don't you talk down if you don't Know nun bout me
Demons in my head want you dead It's getting Crowdy
Wake up every morning and I Wonder why they Doubt me
Look up to the stars now my vision Getting cloudy
Don't you talk down if you don't Know nun bout me
Demons in my head want you dead It's getting Crowdy
Sitting at the table and I look at all The privilege
I remember eating pig guts the Luxury of chitterlings
I ain't never had a childhood whats The luxury of Living
I ain't never had a father what's the Luxury of Children
See I feel like I'm emotionless
And Then emotion Hits
And I am not equipped, To handle Life like this
Might slit the wrist, No need to trip
Everybody wannna be perfect
Put a smile on yo face just to feel like You worth it
I'm feeling ur hurting
The devil he Working
In the shadows he lurking, You Feeling uncertain
If you wanna live or not
Gotta Put myself up on the spot
Cause Sometimes
I was just wanna Rot
Or cop a deal, To cop a drop
These demons these demons
They coming at me for no reason
My bars be so cold you could say that They freezing
Like Michigan up in northern west Region
My bars be so cold like winter the Season
I look at the mirror that's straight on The wall
And I ask it like who is the meanest Of all
And It look at me once again without A stall
And then tell me like boy do you know who you are
I'm the boy that cried wolf
The one who grew up in the hood
I know it's never understood
Bc I'm always doing good
Wake up every morning and I Wonder why they Doubt me
Look up to the stars now my vision Getting cloudy
Don't you talk down if you don't Know nun bout me
Demons in my head want you dead It's getting Crowdy
Wake up every morning and I Wonder why they Doubt me
Look up to the stars now my vision Getting cloudy
Don't you talk down if you don't Know nun bout me
Demons in my head want you dead It's getting Crowdy
Look up to the stars now my vision Getting cloudy
Don't you talk down if you don't Know nun bout me
Demons in my head want you dead It's getting Crowdy
Wake up every morning and I Wonder why they Doubt me
Look up to the stars now my vision Getting cloudy
Don't you talk down if you don't Know nun bout me
Demons in my head want you dead It's getting Crowdy
Sitting at the table and I look at all The privilege
I remember eating pig guts the Luxury of chitterlings
I ain't never had a childhood whats The luxury of Living
I ain't never had a father what's the Luxury of Children
See I feel like I'm emotionless
And Then emotion Hits
And I am not equipped, To handle Life like this
Might slit the wrist, No need to trip
Everybody wannna be perfect
Put a smile on yo face just to feel like You worth it
I'm feeling ur hurting
The devil he Working
In the shadows he lurking, You Feeling uncertain
If you wanna live or not
Gotta Put myself up on the spot
Cause Sometimes
I was just wanna Rot
Or cop a deal, To cop a drop
These demons these demons
They coming at me for no reason
My bars be so cold you could say that They freezing
Like Michigan up in northern west Region
My bars be so cold like winter the Season
I look at the mirror that's straight on The wall
And I ask it like who is the meanest Of all
And It look at me once again without A stall
And then tell me like boy do you know who you are
I'm the boy that cried wolf
The one who grew up in the hood
I know it's never understood
Bc I'm always doing good
Wake up every morning and I Wonder why they Doubt me
Look up to the stars now my vision Getting cloudy
Don't you talk down if you don't Know nun bout me
Demons in my head want you dead It's getting Crowdy
Wake up every morning and I Wonder why they Doubt me
Look up to the stars now my vision Getting cloudy
Don't you talk down if you don't Know nun bout me
Demons in my head want you dead It's getting Crowdy
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Writer(s): Elijah Kibbe
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