Canary - Radio Edit
And we just going back to back
Every night you off the grid
Arguing over times
You never had me like the hundreds did
I'm not a prick
I'm pragmatic
We all know that you the one
That's problematic
Y'all like triggers pumping
Fuck a fight
Respect is a myth when two people
Thinking they both right
They keep that choopa' singing
I like the bitches in my DMs Let em' stay the night
They go back to they boyfriends the next morning
Don't know who to fight
I done seen it
Disease
Vaccines
I don't care just put it on me
I bleed, you bleed
You gotten' everything you've ever wanted from me
Took another bean
Molly, xans the percs they got you feeling free
So who gon help me smoke up all this weed?
Not ever
Still can't trust these bitches ever since I
Learned the fucking word
Everything is black and white
My childhood a fucking blur
This anxiety killing my fucking health
I'm trying to hold on to confidence
But I'm doubting myself
Momma said I'm not like these other artists
Tell a tale of all these other, other artists that end up getting shelved or in a cell
My dad said I'm one the very hardest
The rawest and he honestly doesn't know why
I'm not the largest out of my own hometown
Gotta prove to myself that this shit is possible
Pressure on my shoulders, chips when they say it's not probable
Gotta readjust, realign
Calling an audible
Had a vision since I stopped playing ball all my senior year
Writing my lyrics at practice
Of how imma get there
Only kid in the Ville who believed he was
A millionaire
Hated for passions I had
I thought it was unfair
Till I realized I was the only one
That they all feared
Look man nobody gives a fuck about how much work you put into this shit
All they care about is what they get from it
That's all they care about
They don't care about all the hours you put in
They don't care about all the sleepless nights
How much you have to sacrifice, they don't give a fuck
About none of that shit
As long as I get something from it, that's what they deserve, right?
That's what they deserve, they want nothing but
Everything that they can benefit from
Keep your head down, keep working
And then eventually it'll get you somewhere
So stop bitching, man
Every night you off the grid
Arguing over times
You never had me like the hundreds did
I'm not a prick
I'm pragmatic
We all know that you the one
That's problematic
Y'all like triggers pumping
Fuck a fight
Respect is a myth when two people
Thinking they both right
They keep that choopa' singing
I like the bitches in my DMs Let em' stay the night
They go back to they boyfriends the next morning
Don't know who to fight
I done seen it
Disease
Vaccines
I don't care just put it on me
I bleed, you bleed
You gotten' everything you've ever wanted from me
Took another bean
Molly, xans the percs they got you feeling free
So who gon help me smoke up all this weed?
Not ever
Still can't trust these bitches ever since I
Learned the fucking word
Everything is black and white
My childhood a fucking blur
This anxiety killing my fucking health
I'm trying to hold on to confidence
But I'm doubting myself
Momma said I'm not like these other artists
Tell a tale of all these other, other artists that end up getting shelved or in a cell
My dad said I'm one the very hardest
The rawest and he honestly doesn't know why
I'm not the largest out of my own hometown
Gotta prove to myself that this shit is possible
Pressure on my shoulders, chips when they say it's not probable
Gotta readjust, realign
Calling an audible
Had a vision since I stopped playing ball all my senior year
Writing my lyrics at practice
Of how imma get there
Only kid in the Ville who believed he was
A millionaire
Hated for passions I had
I thought it was unfair
Till I realized I was the only one
That they all feared
Look man nobody gives a fuck about how much work you put into this shit
All they care about is what they get from it
That's all they care about
They don't care about all the hours you put in
They don't care about all the sleepless nights
How much you have to sacrifice, they don't give a fuck
About none of that shit
As long as I get something from it, that's what they deserve, right?
That's what they deserve, they want nothing but
Everything that they can benefit from
Keep your head down, keep working
And then eventually it'll get you somewhere
So stop bitching, man
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Writer(s): Damion Martinez
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