Freestyle

I ain't dropped shit in a minute I been fighting with life
Like should I stay and live or should I leave here tonight
Reaper calling my phone
Said it's time to come home

I always to talk Bryan just for motivation
Hope my friends see much success without procrastination
And I hope I finally blow like my life detonating
Lord knows I gotta blow I'm sick and tired of waiting
I'm finally tired of feeling tired
Wish I could vent to those who vent to me
And get a hold who get a hold me
The pills I'm putting into me gone end up killing
But if I don't then my own thoughts gone be the ones that's ending me
Pointing out my flaws I'm never perfect to ya
I can gift wrap the whole world and go and give it to ya
You can wish a perfect picture
But can't paint a picture perfect
Other words it doesn't matter what I give I'm never worth it
Falling outta love then falling back again
Run away from drugs then running back again
Treating codeine like a therapist
And every session is a favorite one
Cause every problem she be numbin' em like

Staring in the mirror while my eyes red
Living life but lately feeling like my life dead
Staring in the mirror while my eyes red
Living life but lately feeling like my life dead



Credits
Writer(s): Khari Vanderbilt
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