Syllables

Tryna' keep my head up
When I'm stressing I don't let it show
Overthinking every record
Fuck I might just write a better song
But I own it, not a renter
Cuz I never want to let it go
I can't write this letter
Without counting every syllable my nigga
Tryna' keep my head up
When I'm stressing I don't let it show
Overthinking every record
Fuck I might just write a better song
But I own it, not a renter
Cuz I never want to let it go
I can't write this letter
Without counting every syllable my nigga

Tryna' keep my head up
Tell myself like Khaled we the best yeah
I'm cooking like I don't need a recipe
Still going like I don't need to rest or sleep

Letting nothing effect on my trajectory
Man I love this too much
I'm hungry like going to lunch
If you not supporting we won't be in touch
No

You haters So mad, shit so obvious
Get off my back unless you massaging it
I'm on a path, move like I'm on a trip
My bitch is bad, check out the naughty list

Give brain like she got a degree
She chill never causing a scene
Cause she don't belong to the streets
Got a soul haters not gonna' breach
Saw success, then done copped me key

Lstbyz forever
Yeah we Hot like a seat on leather
If You can't tell you can see that I'm set to be
Everything that my dreams ever said to me

Rarely post on the feed let record speak
I be flexin' for fun
Hopefully next that is up
So many blessings to come

Tryna' keep my head up
When I'm stressing I don't let it show
Overthinking every record
Fuck I might just write a better song
But I own it, not a renter
Cuz I never want to let it go
I can't write this letter
Without counting every syllable my nigga
Tryna' keep my head up
When I'm stressing I don't let it show
Overthinking every record
Fuck I might just write a better song
But I own it, not a renter
Cuz I never want to let it go
I can't write this letter
Without counting every syllable my nigga

Tryna' keep my head up
Rappers lie, tryna be aggressive
You ain't nothing but a flee or pest to me
Niggas stink going to need another sec to breathe

Hella actin like a pussy yeah I bet you queef
Like Your butt on the front
Sorry this subject is dumb
Chill yo I'm just having fun

When I'm myself I can write my best
I done lost friends over rhymes I've said
They think I'm off-line like the wi-fi dead
But this my life ima' rise like bread

Never gone decline like rent we up
See you people with a life thought ide get me one
Struggle thinking of a rhyme when the pen be numb
So I'm looking for a vibe you can send me some

I just wanna be ok
I don't wanna feel no pain
I know gotta lead the way
If I really wanna see more change

Without feed you won't see no gain
Get everything that you need don't wait
I'm free, might even bring more shame
Why these sheep gotta be so lame

Tryna' keep my head up
When I'm stressing I don't let it show
Overthinking every record
Fuck I might just write a better song
But I own it, not a renter
Cuz I never want to let it go
I can't write this letter
Without counting every syllable my nigga
Tryna' keep my head up
When I'm stressing I don't let it show
Overthinking every record
Fuck I might just write a better song
But I own it, not a renter
Cuz I never want to let it go
I can't write this letter
Without counting every syllable my nigga



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Writer(s): Isaiah Davis
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