Closure (feat. T.L.O & 49Vybz)

I just go on with myself To prove that the world just does not need
My help Mind over body, my future's foggy
I won't know if I cannot stop I need some closure, yeah
I will never stop till I reach the top Closure

Why would you break my heart Tell me The feelings were games that compelled me
To See a vision of us two
That job only keeping you Cause while you left me behind
I thought you were my dime, yeah You had all my time

Baby, I feel so Cutthroat, cutthroat
All of these lies I'm told I'm walking through blindfolded
Made up stories behind most I'm coming through and not folding
Waste time just to ride and ghost Imma ride alone, you're not chosen

Ride or die, swear to God it was all a lie You got in my head now, you lost all my time
No worries, I'll shine with eight vibes and forty nine, look, ayy
I ain't fucking with these bitches I ain't fucking with these hoes
I ain't fucking with you niggas Kick rocks, there's the door

I ain't sliding for the game I ain't sliding for the fame
All around they know my name Can't compare, we ain't the same
Starstruck and stay silent Got me flying on a pilot
Like a it's Elon driving In a void with no mileage

But I stay fly, still smile in the face I need a break, place life in a vase
Hit the brake light, slowing up the pace I can waste time settling my grace
Oh yeah, I'm the one to be your only cho-o-o-o-sion
Why would you break my heart? Tell me the feelings with games that compelled me to

Had enough of what? Had enough of what
Oh, come on, please
Plus, you're gonna drive three hours
Cold world, but I'm out trying, y'all stay pretending

No shame and not clout buying I stay authentic Not out to be outshining previous contenders
My time it's my road My time for my goals
My time, no time for talking Unless it's about what the future holds
Fake passengers make fallacies about me And our beliefs, or my beliefs

They tag along to catch another ride without me
No monogamy, but it's fine, you see And I'd probably pop another bottle beside of me
And pour it up for you and roll it up for me And talk life to see if you're the one for me
And you hand a drink, I refuse politely That's pop's relief, it don't excite me

I'd rather be on the moon and climbing to see the view
And feel the mood enlightening and focus on the words you saying
To catch a vibe and to see if you playing Issues that come in from home, I handle alone
They come back to me when the day ends You know we came from a broken home

Mama and dad didn't get along Maybe that's why I be writing the words to
These songs Maybe that's why I'm alone
But see times were different, I gotta admit it I gotta reconcile my old vision
To bring my perspective, sound, and precision Back to reflect on how I'm used to living

I'm boxed in a grave like a bird in a cage Enraged from within, too much to exchange
And words so I scribble and write out the pain And press it so hard that it rips through the page



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Burdo
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