Does Anybody Know

Does anybody know?
How I'm really feeling on the low?
Find me in my studio,
I'm lost but I got the BPM,
Hoping it works out,
The cost is I see some cents,
My defense, I wouldn't be here right now,
Can't pretend I wasn't feeling lights out,
Can't pretend I wasn't feeling lights out.
Wish I had a simple past,
Sometimes I'm mortified,
Sometimes I laugh.
That's why I fortified my blackened heart in half
And numbed my brain with alcohol and gas,
But that's tax.
Fast life for broken man,
Broken children,
Broken dreams,
Broke 'til I make a million,
Broke 'til I break the ceiling.

Anybody know?
Anybody know?
Anybody?
Anybody know?

Does anybody know?
How I'm really feeling on the low?
Anger be taking its toll,
Learned how to deal with my curse the hard way,
May God take all my mistakes, I parlay,
Just know my bets don't go far, don't partake,
'Cause if I lose,
I'm burning the castle down and breaking loose,
I'm arrogant, I don't accept your logic,
I'm coughing a lung 'cause the homies rolling rockets,
Only listen to the prophets,
Whenever I escape the boxes, they change the topic,
So toxic, trust issues,
Who's knocking?
Don't miss you,
My official way is anybody with me now is how I want it made.

Anybody know?
Anybody?
Anybody know?

Does anybody know?
How I'm really feeling on the low?
They don't even listen no mo', shame,
Welcome the house of pain, house of woes.
Make way, I'ma douse the flames,
My brain spirals
My heart sinks,
Tidal waves of blue ink,
Every day of the week,
Every hour that I sleep,
I try to ignore it all, but I gotta embrace all the waterfalls,
Put it on paper so they can recall,
So they can relate,
Maybe soften their fall,
I'm way too involved to let it repeat,
Breaking the cycle and keeping receipts,
Don't let it define you, my people gone eat,
Bon appetit,
Hoping my message is well and received.

Anybody know?
Anybody know?
Anybody?
Anybody know?



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Monterroza, Freyer Baker
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