That's Enough
Uh
I don't really have dreams in the night time
Or the right time
Need a lifeline
Why do all these people hate me
Up in my mind
Shut my eyes, blind
Just ignore the timeline of shit
And it got me
Fucked up
Turnt up
Make me want to act up
Passed up
That's enough
Why you want to act tough
Messed up
Rest up
Then go put your best up
Next up
That's enough
Watching where I put my trust, uh
I'm just trying to fuck around and die (and die)
Just so I can figure out who is on my side (my side)
Uh, rhyme a line of stuff I feel at night (feel at night)
Trust enough and dig your route, find out everybody lies
And I been
Fucked up I can't stay sober
I'm overloading
Gambler with grandeur but I fail to handle poker
Me know no emotion
I am roller coasting
Spill some grammar
Until my glamour chiller than atlantic ocean
Artist with no confidence
My work is worth a pot of piss
I sell myself for what it is
Does anybody want? (No)
Ball up dollars with my fist
Then wonder where the problem is
I'm going down I'm spiraling
I spin around spin around because
I don't really have dreams in the night time
Or the right time
Need a lifeline
Why do all these people hate me
Up in my mind
Shut my eyes, blind
Just ignore the timeline of shit
And it got me
Fucked up
Turnt up
Make me want to act up
Passed up
That's enough
Why you want to act tough
Messed up
Rest up
Then go put your best up
Next up
That's enough
Watching where I put my trust, uh
I don't really have dreams in the night time
Or the right time
Need a lifeline
Why do all these people hate me
Up in my mind
Shut my eyes, blind
Just ignore the timeline of shit
And it got me
Fucked up
Turnt up
Make me want to act up
Passed up
That's enough
Why you want to act tough
Messed up
Rest up
Then go put your best up
Next up
That's enough
Watching where I put my trust, uh
I'm just trying to fuck around and die (and die)
Just so I can figure out who is on my side (my side)
Uh, rhyme a line of stuff I feel at night (feel at night)
Trust enough and dig your route, find out everybody lies
And I been
Fucked up I can't stay sober
I'm overloading
Gambler with grandeur but I fail to handle poker
Me know no emotion
I am roller coasting
Spill some grammar
Until my glamour chiller than atlantic ocean
Artist with no confidence
My work is worth a pot of piss
I sell myself for what it is
Does anybody want? (No)
Ball up dollars with my fist
Then wonder where the problem is
I'm going down I'm spiraling
I spin around spin around because
I don't really have dreams in the night time
Or the right time
Need a lifeline
Why do all these people hate me
Up in my mind
Shut my eyes, blind
Just ignore the timeline of shit
And it got me
Fucked up
Turnt up
Make me want to act up
Passed up
That's enough
Why you want to act tough
Messed up
Rest up
Then go put your best up
Next up
That's enough
Watching where I put my trust, uh
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Writer(s): Max Manfre
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