Mental Illness

I just wanna be able to live
And Don't be afraid to have Kids
Look at my skin
This shit is making me sick, can't tell who real too many people wear wigs
My own family says I have a problem
I ain't finish school, I said fuck college
Snakes in the grass, you better go watch it, stay humble and let your actions do the talking (Yeah)

It's really a damn shame
Life we live is a game
Imma Beast you can't tame
Life ain't the same, I don't rap for clout or fame
It's all a joke, just trying to make a name
Doing my thing (Yeah)
Talk to God even though I sin
Shown too much love I want revenge
I'm going in
10 out of 10
Light really fading and I don't wanna live
I done gave everything I could give, I keep shooting my shot and God says I miss
I don't needa hug and I don't wanna kiss
I seen even the realest people in my life they switch
Devil very strong and he very powerful
Why would God make someone so powerful?

And they were best friends that taste is very sour
Knew he would change any day of the hour
It's like his seed was growing, then decaying, just like a flower
Never been scared of no man I never been a coward
They say I got mental issues mind overpowering
Too many thoughts running through my head I guess my brain needs a shower
Clear my mind I gain more power
Niggas don't want you to ball they keep on fouling
Sound is different very astounding
About to run it up till I can't count it

More weed I wanna cop
I'm not scared of my life, but I'm scared of what I could be and what I'm not
Gotta go to the Top
Fuse like a Ballon any moment I really could pop
If it ain't grown indoor and taking care of then I don't wanna shop
Drive real slow can't be stop by the cops
You got me going baby I really can't stop
Time is fading God on the watch
Life getting crazy, family acting shady, love is changing I wish it did not
Try to be sneaky with me I play for keeps so you better hope you don't get caught
Lyrics like batteries they very powerful taste my words I promise you'll be shocked
I'm going all out and I ain't gonna stop
They be killing innocent people wiping they blood with a mop
Try to cover the spots
2020 vision I'm focused on raising them digits
While my mind is constantly spinning
I'm on a mission
Can't be lazy I gotta go get it
Who really wit it
Got too many people who say they got me but acting suspicious
Cooking a track up in the kitchen all Paper plates
We ain't giving them no sneak diss we don't care about them dishes
Yeah, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Moses
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