Groupchat. (prod. Madd Pupil)

I'm way in over my head
I weigh the pros and cons
I over shot the landing strip
Nobody was gonna hand me shit
Half the time I'm tryna stay half full in a vacuum
Live check to check and after tax ain't goin out no time soon
My HR lady at work said my insurance can't afford the shrink
Promise imma get help like you said I steady overthink
Ain't nobody out to get me
Next day "Oh yeah they out to get me"
Cuz nobody really get me
My dad got life and then it hit me

Empty threats ring hollow
Put that tough guy in a bottle
Send a message cross the Nile stage uno in denial
On file under trial I ain't do it not my style
Heard the rumors heard the whispers
You be actin like a child
I got one more ounce of patience
Urge to do it quick
At the end of my rope the way I'm hanging by a thread
I don't talk to talk I'm really meaning what I said
Kurt said he like Drunkalot
So he sent me this



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Writer(s): Bailey Straughn
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