Stuck
I'm going hard again
Like I'm in the back yard again
It's hard to win
When all your thoughts have been
Caught on sin
My past hazy like the sun in august is
So I harvest wind
Hoping for the energy to spark some heart within
The they thought of Tin
Packing pounds of weed inside the ride
More funk in my trunk than George Clinton with the Parliament
She starting arguments
Bout retarded shit
My garments drip
Flawless shit
A nigga you called a pimp
I just gave up all my hoes
For this shawty that I know
Hate to see em go
But I would rather see her rather smiling
All alone on this island
Finally I been dialed in
So please don't try to call
I'm just tired of it all
My dog
I see the world slowly burning I don't wanna be involved
It's a common theme
I found some calm and peace
Just Tin Stacks and Dominic
Stuck in my head
Is all the stuff that you said
It's a monster in my room but it ain't under my bed
This one is stuck in my head
Couldn't afford to get the za so I'm puffing on reg
Tricked on a bitch and it fucked up my bread
I'm in a bad spot like a bad barbershop these niggas fucked up my head
Cuz all the shit that they did wasn't the shit that they said
Conversations was real but actions was the fakest instead
They was faker their chains
My nigga this no game
They was faker than the shit you tell a dame
When you tryna get some strange
They was faker then that lie when you say that you doing fine
When it's really shit on yo mind
Got you contemplating crimes
Looking yo mans in the eyes
While you fighting back tears
Tryna refrain from crying
Need an insane asylum
These thoughts shoulda stayed in private
Sometimes there's nothing louder than your silence
Like I'm in the back yard again
It's hard to win
When all your thoughts have been
Caught on sin
My past hazy like the sun in august is
So I harvest wind
Hoping for the energy to spark some heart within
The they thought of Tin
Packing pounds of weed inside the ride
More funk in my trunk than George Clinton with the Parliament
She starting arguments
Bout retarded shit
My garments drip
Flawless shit
A nigga you called a pimp
I just gave up all my hoes
For this shawty that I know
Hate to see em go
But I would rather see her rather smiling
All alone on this island
Finally I been dialed in
So please don't try to call
I'm just tired of it all
My dog
I see the world slowly burning I don't wanna be involved
It's a common theme
I found some calm and peace
Just Tin Stacks and Dominic
Stuck in my head
Is all the stuff that you said
It's a monster in my room but it ain't under my bed
This one is stuck in my head
Couldn't afford to get the za so I'm puffing on reg
Tricked on a bitch and it fucked up my bread
I'm in a bad spot like a bad barbershop these niggas fucked up my head
Cuz all the shit that they did wasn't the shit that they said
Conversations was real but actions was the fakest instead
They was faker their chains
My nigga this no game
They was faker than the shit you tell a dame
When you tryna get some strange
They was faker then that lie when you say that you doing fine
When it's really shit on yo mind
Got you contemplating crimes
Looking yo mans in the eyes
While you fighting back tears
Tryna refrain from crying
Need an insane asylum
These thoughts shoulda stayed in private
Sometimes there's nothing louder than your silence
Credits
Writer(s): Dominic Martin
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