Dejected
Real sad boy shit
Uh-huh, Uh-huh
Look, 1-2, 1-2
Uh, Check 2, 1-2
Ooh, Check 2, 1-2
Uh
I've been down and dejected
Tripping over rejection
Things ain't where I expected
They ain't getting the message
It's like I'm cleaning up messes
But never learning my lessons
If I start counting my blessings
Think I'll make it to heaven
Probably not but oh well
The block is hotter than hell
The devil's having his way
In fact he had him a year
I swear it feels like he's near
The way they spreading the fear
But tell that bitch to stay clear
Cause he ain't welcome round here
No he ain't wanted near
We gon' make 'em disappear
'22 gon' be our year
No more fear fuck outta here
You and yours vs. me and mine
Treat that shit like do or die
Rep my town and rep my side
Call me a killa, and you know why
Call me a killa and you know why
Keep my piece on my right side
Been the same boy since 20-09
Passing out tapes in the lunch line
Hallway raps and bad punchlines
Paved the way way before I had drive
Now you want what I drive, or you want what I like
Are you living my life? Shit
It seems like it, Uh
I feel psychic
The way I see my dreams
Go out and then real life it
With no guidance
I've made it on my own
Took the items I'm provided
And I made myself a home here
I swear these feelings here ain't new to me
I was down bad, beat down brutally
Remember last time I needed you so crucially
Your only use for me is whenever you're using me, usually
And truthfully, you and me, ain't what we used to be
Used to think you were superb, but now you're just a super B
Stupid me, thought I built immunity to lunacy
But suitably, I'm the one that's out here acting stupidly
You treated me like an ottoman
Bitch is cold like the autumn wind
Toss me up in the gossiping
What's that story your authoring?
It ain't one that I'm sponsoring
Matter fact this the opposite
Take your 2 cents deposit it
Stick it up where the sun don't visit
I'm back now it's time to pivot
New year and we gon' get it
Thankful for 2020
For giving me clear visions
Like which friends were pure fiction
Which ones support the mission
I learned how to circle 'em out
Whenever I spot the difference
Alive but I'm barely living
Clinging to every minute
Misguided from the beginning
Why would I ever listen
I don't know
Now I'm on my own
Uh-huh, Uh-huh
Look, 1-2, 1-2
Uh, Check 2, 1-2
Ooh, Check 2, 1-2
Uh
I've been down and dejected
Tripping over rejection
Things ain't where I expected
They ain't getting the message
It's like I'm cleaning up messes
But never learning my lessons
If I start counting my blessings
Think I'll make it to heaven
Probably not but oh well
The block is hotter than hell
The devil's having his way
In fact he had him a year
I swear it feels like he's near
The way they spreading the fear
But tell that bitch to stay clear
Cause he ain't welcome round here
No he ain't wanted near
We gon' make 'em disappear
'22 gon' be our year
No more fear fuck outta here
You and yours vs. me and mine
Treat that shit like do or die
Rep my town and rep my side
Call me a killa, and you know why
Call me a killa and you know why
Keep my piece on my right side
Been the same boy since 20-09
Passing out tapes in the lunch line
Hallway raps and bad punchlines
Paved the way way before I had drive
Now you want what I drive, or you want what I like
Are you living my life? Shit
It seems like it, Uh
I feel psychic
The way I see my dreams
Go out and then real life it
With no guidance
I've made it on my own
Took the items I'm provided
And I made myself a home here
I swear these feelings here ain't new to me
I was down bad, beat down brutally
Remember last time I needed you so crucially
Your only use for me is whenever you're using me, usually
And truthfully, you and me, ain't what we used to be
Used to think you were superb, but now you're just a super B
Stupid me, thought I built immunity to lunacy
But suitably, I'm the one that's out here acting stupidly
You treated me like an ottoman
Bitch is cold like the autumn wind
Toss me up in the gossiping
What's that story your authoring?
It ain't one that I'm sponsoring
Matter fact this the opposite
Take your 2 cents deposit it
Stick it up where the sun don't visit
I'm back now it's time to pivot
New year and we gon' get it
Thankful for 2020
For giving me clear visions
Like which friends were pure fiction
Which ones support the mission
I learned how to circle 'em out
Whenever I spot the difference
Alive but I'm barely living
Clinging to every minute
Misguided from the beginning
Why would I ever listen
I don't know
Now I'm on my own
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Writer(s): Austin Watts
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