Ants On the Ground
It's a cycle
It's a cycle
It's a cycle
It's a cycle
Every day I wake up
I'm reminded
I'm alive
Most days I don't really wanna try
Been running but I got nowhere to hide
I just wanna know the reason why
I feel so empty on the inside
I just wanna know the reason why
I feel so fucking empty inside
No matter what I do or say
The darkness never goes away
I just can't see
What I'm supposed to be
And I can't breathe
No matter what I do or say
The darkness never goes away
I just can't see
What I'm supposed to be
And I can't breathe
Get up offa me
I cannot the pressure up on top of me
All of my niggas look up to me
I don't wanna fuck up opportunities
Nigga all this shit is new to me
I ain't got no degree
But Imma still make it up
Tryna get up feeling stuck
Niggas around me is bums
I don't want shit but your bucks
I don't be giving a fuck
My shit is sick need some tums
Look at your face man you're dumb
Look at your face man you're dumb
I ain't around
I ain't around
I ain't around too much
I ain't around
Ants on the ground
Ants on the ground
Ants on the ground too much
Ants on the ground
I ain't around
I ain't around
I ain't around too much
I ain't around
Ants on the ground
Ants on the ground
Ants on the ground too much
Ants on the ground
All of y'all ants on the ground
All looking up to me now
I am not fucking around
Niggas cannot make my sound
No one come out of my town
Guess Imma have to make it work
Guess Imma have to be the first
Guess Imma have to make some merch
Everybody wanna see me
And I'm selling out the shows
Nigga you know that's gone be me
Once I get this fucking dough
I am not a fuckin roach
Why you always gotta bug
Riding round in fuckin coach
We gone make it out the mud
Imma get this fucking O
Then this blunt is going up
Imma get this fucking show
Then this crowd is going up
Y'all already fucking know
JOJANK never fucking hush
I got homies that'll go
Fuck with me and you get crushed
I ain't got no fuckin hoes
Only in my girl I trust
No one else can get this pole
Bitches ain't gone get the touch
They say why your shit so cold
I ain't ever fucking budge
You wish you could fuckin know
Boy that's tough I ain't gone judge
It's a cycle
It's a cycle
It's a cycle
Every day I wake up
I'm reminded
I'm alive
Most days I don't really wanna try
Been running but I got nowhere to hide
I just wanna know the reason why
I feel so empty on the inside
I just wanna know the reason why
I feel so fucking empty inside
No matter what I do or say
The darkness never goes away
I just can't see
What I'm supposed to be
And I can't breathe
No matter what I do or say
The darkness never goes away
I just can't see
What I'm supposed to be
And I can't breathe
Get up offa me
I cannot the pressure up on top of me
All of my niggas look up to me
I don't wanna fuck up opportunities
Nigga all this shit is new to me
I ain't got no degree
But Imma still make it up
Tryna get up feeling stuck
Niggas around me is bums
I don't want shit but your bucks
I don't be giving a fuck
My shit is sick need some tums
Look at your face man you're dumb
Look at your face man you're dumb
I ain't around
I ain't around
I ain't around too much
I ain't around
Ants on the ground
Ants on the ground
Ants on the ground too much
Ants on the ground
I ain't around
I ain't around
I ain't around too much
I ain't around
Ants on the ground
Ants on the ground
Ants on the ground too much
Ants on the ground
All of y'all ants on the ground
All looking up to me now
I am not fucking around
Niggas cannot make my sound
No one come out of my town
Guess Imma have to make it work
Guess Imma have to be the first
Guess Imma have to make some merch
Everybody wanna see me
And I'm selling out the shows
Nigga you know that's gone be me
Once I get this fucking dough
I am not a fuckin roach
Why you always gotta bug
Riding round in fuckin coach
We gone make it out the mud
Imma get this fucking O
Then this blunt is going up
Imma get this fucking show
Then this crowd is going up
Y'all already fucking know
JOJANK never fucking hush
I got homies that'll go
Fuck with me and you get crushed
I ain't got no fuckin hoes
Only in my girl I trust
No one else can get this pole
Bitches ain't gone get the touch
They say why your shit so cold
I ain't ever fucking budge
You wish you could fuckin know
Boy that's tough I ain't gone judge
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Writer(s): Jordan Friend
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