Static

Static on my brain, not much more most other days
Ses in my chest, dancing to the beats I made
Fuck do you want from me

Always got something to say, regarding me
No helping hand, no effort, just bad critique
(And you only care about)
What, what's hot today, but
You don't even know yourself
So, who the fuck are you to say
What sound should I be, or what look should they see
I never back down from an idea, if it feels good
I'ma roll with it onward, trust I never felt so free
Fuck what you heard about me
Yeah, I'm squashing the beef
I'ma lay low with my head up
Watch the shit pass, like static on my

Static on my brain, not much more most other days
Ses in my chest, dancing to the beats I made
Fuck do you want from me

I do this shit for me and no one else
Because I'm clinically depressed when I put music on the shelf
I got songs under my belt, even if it never sells
I did most of it myself, I create, medicate
You can't relate, cuz you
Holding on to things that don't matter
Talking all the shit, but you ain't never know the answer
Making sure you never take a risk or put the work in
You should think about the people in your life and if they worth it
Who you got up in your family
Say some shit about me
I dare you to take that leap
I know you never will cuz you always wanna stay the fucking same
Like static on my

Static on my brain, not much more most other days
Ses in my chest, dancing to the beats I made
Fuck do you want from me

Static on my brain, not much more most other days
Ses in my chest, dancing to the beats I made
Fuck do you want from me



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Papamarkakis
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