Let It Go
I've been trying to get up in a full piece with every part
But it feels I'm numbed and scared and at this point my fuckin' heart
Feels explosive and I notice how bitches ain't pulling through
With emotion I hold in I can't express
Cause I'm fraud playing chess
Take a hint don't fuckin guess
I know you don't seem impressed
But truly with me, you're blessed
But it isn't me you pick
It's whatever choose your mess
I don't need to feel this way anymore I feel done, I feel burned
I feel none
Feel the only one
Going through this struggle
I don't know what fucking puddle to jump into and then cuddle
You ain't knowing how I smuggle
You ain't looking through perspective, maybe I'm legit
Maybe I'm just full of shit
But listen man I don't quit
Maybe it's that time to quit
The mic in my hand can't spit
Through it and I fuckin knew it
Maybe just take a damn hint
Once again I'm losing ends
I'm just sick of feeling when
The fuck is love gon' find me then?
Head full of imprisonments I'm living
Been uplifting, my mood swings is chillin'
In the kitchen, more bread to feed
Relieve the feeling cause I ain't existent no more
Just throw me to the floor
What is it that can be done?
I just need the fuckin' sun to shine on me
Give me spotlight, give me something
Cause I'm nauseous being cautious for these other people
Maybe self-care isn't lethal but I just want it peaceful
Can it be?
I've given up on the weed and nicotine is holding me
Back maybe not
This why karma's full of shit
This why I don't trust nobody, fuckin' descend
Every day is filling in the check on my list killing me
Nothin to aim for, patiently
Waiting for the make-believe
Waiting for the fuckin dream
To come true but fuck it means
Nothin really I know it's just fuckin' peeling rip by rip
I'm just full of shit, but fuck then I'll quit
I can't admit I'm sick of it
But other rappers dream to spit
Like me, and hopefully
They'll see the truth of me when I die
Say goodbye early
I'm sick of this depression, fill the words you're damn receptive
Head full of imprisonments I'm living
Been uplifting, my mood swings is chillin'
In the kitchen, more bread to feed
Relieve the feeling cause I ain't existent no more
Just throw me to the floor
Head full of imprisonments I'm living
Been uplifting, my mood swings is chillin'
In the kitchen, more bread to feed
Relieve the feeling cause I ain't existent no more
Just throw me to the floor
But it feels I'm numbed and scared and at this point my fuckin' heart
Feels explosive and I notice how bitches ain't pulling through
With emotion I hold in I can't express
Cause I'm fraud playing chess
Take a hint don't fuckin guess
I know you don't seem impressed
But truly with me, you're blessed
But it isn't me you pick
It's whatever choose your mess
I don't need to feel this way anymore I feel done, I feel burned
I feel none
Feel the only one
Going through this struggle
I don't know what fucking puddle to jump into and then cuddle
You ain't knowing how I smuggle
You ain't looking through perspective, maybe I'm legit
Maybe I'm just full of shit
But listen man I don't quit
Maybe it's that time to quit
The mic in my hand can't spit
Through it and I fuckin knew it
Maybe just take a damn hint
Once again I'm losing ends
I'm just sick of feeling when
The fuck is love gon' find me then?
Head full of imprisonments I'm living
Been uplifting, my mood swings is chillin'
In the kitchen, more bread to feed
Relieve the feeling cause I ain't existent no more
Just throw me to the floor
What is it that can be done?
I just need the fuckin' sun to shine on me
Give me spotlight, give me something
Cause I'm nauseous being cautious for these other people
Maybe self-care isn't lethal but I just want it peaceful
Can it be?
I've given up on the weed and nicotine is holding me
Back maybe not
This why karma's full of shit
This why I don't trust nobody, fuckin' descend
Every day is filling in the check on my list killing me
Nothin to aim for, patiently
Waiting for the make-believe
Waiting for the fuckin dream
To come true but fuck it means
Nothin really I know it's just fuckin' peeling rip by rip
I'm just full of shit, but fuck then I'll quit
I can't admit I'm sick of it
But other rappers dream to spit
Like me, and hopefully
They'll see the truth of me when I die
Say goodbye early
I'm sick of this depression, fill the words you're damn receptive
Head full of imprisonments I'm living
Been uplifting, my mood swings is chillin'
In the kitchen, more bread to feed
Relieve the feeling cause I ain't existent no more
Just throw me to the floor
Head full of imprisonments I'm living
Been uplifting, my mood swings is chillin'
In the kitchen, more bread to feed
Relieve the feeling cause I ain't existent no more
Just throw me to the floor
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Writer(s): Lance Gross
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