No Compliments

(Fuck, I almost, I almost made it through an entire song)
(Without using the master track as a recording track on accident)
(But I fucking failed at the last second)
(Ohhh, this guy's a smart guy, this guy's smart)
Ain't no compliments for me, no
(I think you're tripping on white bread right now)
(You're tripping! You're trying to break down a door!)
And ain't no compliments for me
Alright, yeah

Stubborn motherfuckers
I spit shots through the sentences I sputter
Made it out no dependence from others
I solo home run, I'm a slugger
Get down
Known to go blast it
Won't no one know bout my tactics
You 19, already a has been
Your bitch walked in, I went flaccid
That's sad man
Cause I get turnt so easily
Explain to me your reasoning
Everything they say keep feeding me
I get stronger, ain't no weakening
A king of deceiving
The ones close to me still keeping secrets
I notice how the thrill of lust, straight kills the trust
No right hand people, they ain't done enough
Huh, yeah, I call their bluff
The mentally weak always acting tough
That's why I mentally speak through notes and drums
Await all my demons who supposed to come, huh
Gunning for their throats in this one
Camped on a boat with a sword and a gun, huh
The damage already done
It's hard to manage when you already numb

And ain't no compliments for me, no
They never ask me how I'm doing
And ain't no compliments for me, no
But I still keep that confidence

Tell me what I don't know
FOMO straight got me in the chokehold
I need to know bro
Life moving so fast that I need the slo-mo
I can't sleep, thinking, watch my day unfold
Same room sitting everyday taking a toll
Homesick, city sucks, feeling like I'm controlled
Asking for clarity, and I get a "fuck no"
Manic state, losing weight, everything cutthroat, uh
I ask them free me from my shackles please
I'm plagued with a cursed disease
I'm at my knees begging mercy please
And ain't nobody nursing me
Ain't nobody praying for me, K-Dot was right
Just earning my stripes in this journey of life
Wonder if I die, will they be hurting inside?
Feel these things only I can describe
And only I can decide
The path that I take, and if it's work it for the ride
Time flies by, devil working on my mind
Some days I'm feeling like no one by my side, huh

And ain't no compliments for me, no
They never ask me how I'm doing
And ain't no compliments for me, no
But I still keep that confidence
And ain't no compliments for me, no
They never ask me how I'm doing
And ain't no compliments for me, no
But I still, but I still, but I