Situations

I keep finding myself in situations that I can't get out
And every time I catch myself I take a different rout
It seem like everywhere I go they got it figured out
But nah this shit ain't figured out
I need a little more space more energy
Tryna figure out do niggas really care for me
Prepared for others ion' know if I'm prepared for me
Look

I don't know know if it's karma or if it's God planning
But I stay true to myself, I'm tryna learn patience
And ion' tolerate the funny shit
All these fake leaders watch somebody go and burn the ship
Aye
Some of these niggas never earned the trip
You gotta step you ain't the one they should be fuckin with
Aye
That ain't your mans if he ain't sharing chips
You can see it in my face I ain't gotta talk
Focus on the business nothing less aye
It seem like life been hitting hard
I'm hiding shit behind the scars
Smiling even when I deal with stress aye
This shit a mess aye
I gotta call that made wonder if it's worth living
Shit be crazy how your life turn into drama
I remember I was once chillin
But I'm still building

I keep finding myself in situations that I can't get out
And every time I catch myself I take a different rout
It seem like everywhere I go they got it figured out
But nah this shit ain't figured out
I need a little more time more space more energy
Tryna figure out do niggas really care for me
Prepared for others ion' know if I'm prepared for me
Look

It's really crazy how your people do you
It's really crazy how your people fool you
I thought I knew you but ain't never knew you
I don' got the tools so now it's really screw you
Chopped
Chopped and screwed just like t-pain nigga
I stay on a plane you can't reach me nigga
Airplane mode even when I'm off the airplane
Just to keep myself sane
Because they don't never tell you deep depression
Starts a adolescents
Comes with pounds of lessons
Which can bring aggression
It's intense compression
Not allowed to be emotional
Momma and my poppa told me hold it down
But if I hold it down who gon' hold me up
I looked around and no one gave a mutha' fuck
So I don't give a mutha' fuck
I'm At that point where I don' had enough
I don' had enough yo

I keep finding myself in situations that I can't get out
And every time I catch myself I take a different rout
It seem like everywhere I go they got it figured out
But nah this shit ain't figured out
I need a little more time more space more energy
Tryna figure out do niggas really care for me
Prepared for other I don't know if I'm prepared for me
Look
I Don't know if I'm prepared for me yea



Credits
Writer(s): Kindel Eppinger
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