Granola

Status check
I been getting better but not at my best
Better yet my best is yet to come
Yeah you can ask my set
Started ditching demons with my girl
She put me to the test
But then I had a drink shit
Man you know the rest
Took me out the nest
Forgot my ass was blessed
Shoutout my therapist
She help me get shit off my chest

I got sick of Mars, so I headed for the stars
This song issa treat and I'm a snack, I got granola bars

Lie, cheat & steal like Guerrero
I been tryna stay so careful
I been scheming for dinero
I been acting like De Niro
Looking at my bag, tryna add a lot more zeros
Looking at my past, guess I really wasn't the hero
Had to sober up the car
Driving real reckless like a rockstar
Smoking real loud like a rasta
Evil looking for me, really need my pastor
Bitch I aint no slave, but I'm working for my masters
My dad was never sane and I'm the same, Yea we disasters
Hopeful I can change for the game & the chain
I be all alone, you a clone, what's ya name
I been bouncing on these planets
Hard to wrap yo head around it
I been doing all this damage
I been feeling like a savage
How the fuck I keep my balance
I been wyling on my island
Waiting for the perfect timing (Sheesh)
Red zone scope bitch we always seeing touchdowns
Shoutout Dana White but John Cena dealt with 12 rounds
I got bout 7 pounds
Well more like just 8 hounds
Ain't grow up in Dogtown
But we like them dogs now
Sequoia boy don't need a feat
Speak my mind then rip the beat
Cooking every other week
Tryna let the kids all eat
Baby bon appetite

I got sick of Mars, headed for the stars
Imma snack, got granola bars

Fuck all that
Fuck all that man
I be switching my mood so often man like
I actually hate that shit about myself
Its like fuck I can't even control it
Just be happening random all the time bro

I don't really give a fuck
I be tryna run it up
But I be running outta luck
Tryna get out the mud
Daddy barely showed love
Shit nigga barely showed up
Momma working OT
Shit that makes two of us
Owe her my life, can't stay right
Fucking up now I see police lights
Why I put the liquor in my damn sprite
Going kinda crazy imma dark night
Smoking on runtz I don't feel right
Really need a sign from God like
Really need a sign from God like damn
Niggas tryna control me
I ain't got time today
I ain't really been okay
I ain't tryna live this way
I ain't tryna stay this way
But the drugs keep calling me
Sometimes calming me
Need my remedy
Before I rest in peace
Bitch I want my peace
Why she gotta tease
Demon time check a niggas eyes its tragic
My worst enemy myself black magic
24/7 in the stu signed no lease
Drunk driving on the fucking moon, take my keys
Hate when I want it and I can't have it
Gotta sober up, ditch these bad habits
Found a new boo she ain't average
Prolly fuck it up soon do my damage
Cause bitch imma fucking fool I ain't acting