Realizations
Guess you never cared when I said I was low
Hit me up on my phone I'll let you know
Life getting rough for me, tell me you know
Drugs take on my mind just let you know
Yea I suck at the lying thing
But you realize that I'm working for the finer things
Baby don't you hold it back, I won't tell a thing
Holding on tryna see all the greater things
I ain't talking bout that long lost bull shit
I'm just talking bout how I really cope bitch
I don't know how to flow with the motion
I just feel like I'm lost up in the ocean
True
But I'd never lose you
Blood up on the scene, you could feel it in the room
Everyone notices the elephant in the room
Tryna tell you something that you never ever knew, shit
Yea, yea I did them pills
Yea I keep it real for them niggas in the fields
Yea I know that my life nothing but a deal
Devil on my soul but I kept him out the real, shit
But you never know
Tryna find the source to life fighting on my own
Moms kicked me out the house, had no hope
Years feeling tired waiting for my time to go
True, shit
Write it in my notes
Smoking with my niggas while I'm right up on the boat
Tryna work this life, leave you on this fucking note
If I ever crossed you niggas it was only hope
Hit me up on my phone I'll let you know
Life getting rough for me, tell me you know
Drugs take on my mind just let you know
Yea I suck at the lying thing
But you realize that I'm working for the finer things
Baby don't you hold it back, I won't tell a thing
Holding on tryna see all the greater things
I ain't talking bout that long lost bull shit
I'm just talking bout how I really cope bitch
I don't know how to flow with the motion
I just feel like I'm lost up in the ocean
True
But I'd never lose you
Blood up on the scene, you could feel it in the room
Everyone notices the elephant in the room
Tryna tell you something that you never ever knew, shit
Yea, yea I did them pills
Yea I keep it real for them niggas in the fields
Yea I know that my life nothing but a deal
Devil on my soul but I kept him out the real, shit
But you never know
Tryna find the source to life fighting on my own
Moms kicked me out the house, had no hope
Years feeling tired waiting for my time to go
True, shit
Write it in my notes
Smoking with my niggas while I'm right up on the boat
Tryna work this life, leave you on this fucking note
If I ever crossed you niggas it was only hope
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Brooks
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