Acsess Granted
If I say the word love would you hold that against me
When we say it's all love is it really our envy
Our we in a competition
What's the prize that we getting
And that leads back to love
See the cycle just ended
I'm lost
If we speaking from the heart
I hate my inner thoughts
Perception of them is a monster
It's hard to jot
Am I sending love only when I'm falling apart
Desperate
Look in the mirror check my self
Then read the checklist
I'm no different from y'all
My father hit my phone guilt tripping pissing me off
You wouldn't I get yes when in a pandemic
But see my mama said what's done in the dark
Comes to light
Words to get you sober twice
That's the story of my life
I wrote it down then turnt on the mic
I made lil money but it's still did not Suffice
Lost some opportunities that's still haunting my life
Lost a lot money
Then I met my future wife
It was bad times
What's wrong with me I'm happier at the sad times
It's something powerful in memories
We still alive
That mean I'm able and willing
To be the bad guy
That's I'm tired of chilling I did this mad times
That's means I'm tired sitting here with these sad eyes
I seek peace so you never on my bad side
Tween you and mean I dream killing all the bad guys
Since 17 I felt this way I had to strategize
Scared to be alone with my face in my phone
All I wanted was some pussy in my home
I said at 23 you know who I'm gonna be greatest rapper that these niggas ever known
Now they like damn homie
In highschool you was the man homie
Fuck happened to you
The fuck happened to you
When we say it's all love is it really our envy
Our we in a competition
What's the prize that we getting
And that leads back to love
See the cycle just ended
I'm lost
If we speaking from the heart
I hate my inner thoughts
Perception of them is a monster
It's hard to jot
Am I sending love only when I'm falling apart
Desperate
Look in the mirror check my self
Then read the checklist
I'm no different from y'all
My father hit my phone guilt tripping pissing me off
You wouldn't I get yes when in a pandemic
But see my mama said what's done in the dark
Comes to light
Words to get you sober twice
That's the story of my life
I wrote it down then turnt on the mic
I made lil money but it's still did not Suffice
Lost some opportunities that's still haunting my life
Lost a lot money
Then I met my future wife
It was bad times
What's wrong with me I'm happier at the sad times
It's something powerful in memories
We still alive
That mean I'm able and willing
To be the bad guy
That's I'm tired of chilling I did this mad times
That's means I'm tired sitting here with these sad eyes
I seek peace so you never on my bad side
Tween you and mean I dream killing all the bad guys
Since 17 I felt this way I had to strategize
Scared to be alone with my face in my phone
All I wanted was some pussy in my home
I said at 23 you know who I'm gonna be greatest rapper that these niggas ever known
Now they like damn homie
In highschool you was the man homie
Fuck happened to you
The fuck happened to you
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