Empty Houses
This shit is otherworldly
Feel like I'm on a different planet
I'm a million miles away and no ones coming for me
I Got the pot on flame cause I love to keep it stirring
I'm stuck in loops in the same chapter but im caught up in a different story
I feel lost, tired and unhealthy
Scrolling down my timeline I'm filled with envy
I want it all... I know that shits sound selfish
But it's exhausting trying to find a buyer for what I'm selling
And if I'm ever off this earth I want my family sitting
A spot with No worries bout whether they got cash to live in
I used to dream about the money and the baddest bitches
Now I only worry bout the money I had to change the vision
I sit back wit my hands up
I'm engaging in banter
They enjoying my pain like I was acting on stand up
And I'm the furthest thing from free in the place that it was the land of
How the fuck that happen
I look in my sons eyes I could never lie
I wanna give him the world but i know that I'm just barely getting by
And lately me and your mother been having issues
It breaks my heart to think it's a problem that we can't get through
My parents split up I don't want that to happen to him too
I'm trying everything I can
That's that shit that make me cry at night
It make me feel like I ain't wired right
This shit is tricky tricky
Sometimes I'm good sometimes I'm bad that shit is iffy iffy
Sometimes I never wanna leave the house
Sometimes I'm lucky if I make it out
Sometimes I feel like I'm the only one alive and even tho I try
Can't seem to get rid of this burden that I hold inside
A constant battle trying to live my life
Seems like I'm wrong in every situation
Like i just don't know how to get it right
I say something then I say it for a reason
I'm in a position I never wanted to be in
And this the only way I know how to express
The only way I know how I can get things off my chest
The only way that I can clear my mind from all the stress
And take a second
And think about it real good ya
Feel like I'm on a different planet
I'm a million miles away and no ones coming for me
I Got the pot on flame cause I love to keep it stirring
I'm stuck in loops in the same chapter but im caught up in a different story
I feel lost, tired and unhealthy
Scrolling down my timeline I'm filled with envy
I want it all... I know that shits sound selfish
But it's exhausting trying to find a buyer for what I'm selling
And if I'm ever off this earth I want my family sitting
A spot with No worries bout whether they got cash to live in
I used to dream about the money and the baddest bitches
Now I only worry bout the money I had to change the vision
I sit back wit my hands up
I'm engaging in banter
They enjoying my pain like I was acting on stand up
And I'm the furthest thing from free in the place that it was the land of
How the fuck that happen
I look in my sons eyes I could never lie
I wanna give him the world but i know that I'm just barely getting by
And lately me and your mother been having issues
It breaks my heart to think it's a problem that we can't get through
My parents split up I don't want that to happen to him too
I'm trying everything I can
That's that shit that make me cry at night
It make me feel like I ain't wired right
This shit is tricky tricky
Sometimes I'm good sometimes I'm bad that shit is iffy iffy
Sometimes I never wanna leave the house
Sometimes I'm lucky if I make it out
Sometimes I feel like I'm the only one alive and even tho I try
Can't seem to get rid of this burden that I hold inside
A constant battle trying to live my life
Seems like I'm wrong in every situation
Like i just don't know how to get it right
I say something then I say it for a reason
I'm in a position I never wanted to be in
And this the only way I know how to express
The only way I know how I can get things off my chest
The only way that I can clear my mind from all the stress
And take a second
And think about it real good ya
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Writer(s): Anthony Firicano
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