intro
Eight, zero, one, five
I been putting on some weight
I'm talking what's weighing on my shoulder
I cannot blame Coca Cola
Nor any other soda
I been feeling off lately and maybe
It's cause I'm getting older
A feeling I can't escape, it's a game, I'm on edge
And wanna pass the controller
I been simping on some people
In turn they sleeping on me
I keep these feelings like a hero
And damn I'm feeling lonely
So please just listen homie
I'm at a phase I want to face
My fears without a thought of what you thinking of me, look
The following EP is a new beginning to free me
A quick peek introducing the real me to the masses
Holding on from the ashes
Feel free to give answers to the question I'm asking
Heard ma nigga is fasting, now he's fast on his feet
Let me speak, 'cause time is passing
You understand that we need these-
We need to have these conversation
That we burried six feet in the ground
You dig this?
This an affirmation of music that's whispering to the crowd
You know what I'm talking 'bout, nigga
Real niggas gon' recognize while the rest is skipping
Fake niggas gon' scrutinize and lose a fight they picking
No more lies, rotate my truth in bars my pen is pivot
I been stuck in my mind to analyze
And now conscious is doing some my live syncing
I won't buy me a new Mercedes after dropping this project
Nor drive me used Lexus, Toyota, or Wagon
This shit ain't rewarding
I keep the materialistic out of the process
And nonsense niggas out of my passage
And if not it'll be tragic, boy
I been putting on some weight
I'm talking what's weighing on my shoulder
I cannot blame Coca Cola
Nor any other soda
I been feeling off lately and maybe
It's cause I'm getting older
A feeling I can't escape, it's a game, I'm on edge
And wanna pass the controller
I been simping on some people
In turn they sleeping on me
I keep these feelings like a hero
And damn I'm feeling lonely
So please just listen homie
I'm at a phase I want to face
My fears without a thought of what you thinking of me, look
The following EP is a new beginning to free me
A quick peek introducing the real me to the masses
Holding on from the ashes
Feel free to give answers to the question I'm asking
Heard ma nigga is fasting, now he's fast on his feet
Let me speak, 'cause time is passing
You understand that we need these-
We need to have these conversation
That we burried six feet in the ground
You dig this?
This an affirmation of music that's whispering to the crowd
You know what I'm talking 'bout, nigga
Real niggas gon' recognize while the rest is skipping
Fake niggas gon' scrutinize and lose a fight they picking
No more lies, rotate my truth in bars my pen is pivot
I been stuck in my mind to analyze
And now conscious is doing some my live syncing
I won't buy me a new Mercedes after dropping this project
Nor drive me used Lexus, Toyota, or Wagon
This shit ain't rewarding
I keep the materialistic out of the process
And nonsense niggas out of my passage
And if not it'll be tragic, boy
Credits
Writer(s): Mutabazi Christian
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