Reachin Out

I hit the mall I spend it all
I'm making songs about love
I'm so confused what's going
I hit the mall I spend it all
I'm making songs about love
I'm so confused what's going

They tryna get ahold of me
Just let me write my rhymes
I been out here downbad
I've been wasting time
When I turn around I see nobody to my side
I gotta get it on my own
I gotta sacrifice
Cause nobody really knows how you feel when you downbad
I'm reaching out to all my folks and I got nun back
I tried to tell em how I feel while they just sit and laugh
So maybe I can ease the pain by popping them tags

I hit the mall I spend it all
I got a bag to make
I'm making songs about love and they still wanna hate
I'm so confused what's going on I can't exaggerate
They lit the fuse right to the bomb and everybody changed

They lit the fuse right to the bomb and everybody changed
This feeling that I got inside of me is numb to the pain
Been cutting everybody off like I'm just switching lanes
And I ain't give em a signal cause they didn't have to know a thing
That's why they always hit my phone when they see me win
Cause they be acting like we had some in the past
But Imma let you know the facts
That we ain't going back to that
Cause Imma leave it on the track
For you to go and play it back

They tryna get ahold of me
Just let me write my rhymes
I been out here downbad
I've been wasting time
When I turn around I see nobody to my side
I gotta get it on my own
I gotta sacrifice
Cause nobody really knows how you feel when you downbad
I'm reaching out to all my folks and I got nun back
I tried to tell em how I feel while they just sit and laugh
So maybe I can ease the pain by popping them tags

So maybe I can ease the pain by popping them tags
So maybe I can ease the pain by popping them tags

They tryna get ahold of me
Just let me write my rhymes
I been out here downbad
I've been wasting time
When I turn around I see nobody to my side
I gotta get it on my own
I gotta sacrifice
Cause nobody really knows how you feel when you downbad
I'm reaching out to all my folks and I got nun back
I tried to tell em how I feel while they just sit and laugh
So maybe I can ease the pain by popping them tags

I hit the mall I spend it all
I got a bag to make
I'm making songs about love and they still wanna hate
I'm so confused what's going on I can't exaggerate
They lit the fuse right to the bomb and everybody changed



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Rosas
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link