Okayy Zayy - Losing Myself

Losing Myself

Losing Myself, Losing Myself
Losing Myself, Losing Myself
Losing Myself, Losing Myself
Losing Myself, Losing Myself

I can't take it
Try to stay strong, but it feel like a real nigga faking (Real nigga faking)
Facing these problems everyday is a different occasion (Different occasion)
My bro on the road when we supposed to be on vacation, how the fuck is a nigga Suppose to make (Supposed to make it)
I keep flashing out, I keep spazzing out, (Yeah Yeah)
Kyla ain't trying hear from me, everybody round me leaving me
Why the fuck is they deceiving me
Get this money, stack this money,(Yeah) that's all I need
Lock myself in the booth no I can't get no sleep (Yeah)
Yeah I sip this lean (Yeah)
Post up with the cruddy beams, mask on they ain't killing me
Post with the glock we fucking squeeze (Yeah, Yeah)
They can't fuck with me
Fuck that bitch she ain't loving me
Fuck them niggas they envy me (Yeah, Yeah)

Losing Myself, Losing Myself
Losing Myself, Losing Myself
Losing Myself, Losing Myself
Losing Myself, Losing Myself

Wake up with a burden, emotionally I'm hurting
I don't wanna be here, I been feeling I ain't worth it
Tryin move way better, but I'm feeling way uncertain
Thuggin all alone and hide that pain behind the curtain (Yeah)
It's just another day, all these drugs in my body I'm numb today
Lean, lean fucking up my kidney's, bitches coming tryin to take my benji's
Ain't no second chances, if you cross me once fuck you, I ain't showing no pity
My heart been broken once thats too many times
I dun change from the pain that was in me
Now I'm nonchalant, I dun been traumatized ain't no tears I can cry
I dun cut em off, heard too many lies told straight to my eyes
But I'm the chosen one, got my mind on the prize, I been chasing the medal
The devil keep coming no way he can stop me
The devil keep coming no way I will let him
I keep flashing out, I keep spazzing out, (Yeah Yeah)
Kyla ain't trying hear from me, everybody round me leaving me
Why the fuck is they deceiving me
Get this money, stack this money,(Yeah) that's all I need
Lock myself in the booth no I can't get no sleep (Yeah)
Yeah I sip this lean (Yeah)
Post up with the cruddy beams, mask on they ain't killing me
Post with the glock we fucking squeeze (Yeah, Yeah)
They can't fuck with me
Fuck that bitch she ain't loving me
Fuck them niggas they envy me (Yeah, Yeah)
I keep flashing out, I keep spazzing out, (Yeah Yeah)
Khyla ain't trying hear from me, everybody round me leaving me
Why the fuck is they deceiving me
Get this money, stack this money,(Yeah) that's all I need
Lock myself in the booth no I can't get no sleep

Losing Myself, Losing Myself
Losing Myself, Losing Myself
Losing Myself, Losing Myself
Losing Myself, Losing Myself
Losing Myself, Losing Myself
Losing Myself, Losing Myself

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Writer(s): Isaiah Anderson
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