unknown futures
Another habit to pick up, what a fucking life
I drink that shit till I hiccup, and then I refill the vice
It's like my whole life been rigged like It's rolling dice
Give me the snake eyes already, let them eat the mice
My eyes been feeling heavy, my heart the opposite
My brain never ready, re-up my confidence
Guzzle up a couple tallboys, that's my next meal
Feel like I got a small voice, wait till my chest heal
Common conversations of the inner self
Self-doubt and second guessing seem to really fit me well, whatever...
Every day I swear I'm getting better till'
I fall back on my ass, self-sabotage a guilty pleasure
Maybe all the pressure has been getting to me all along
"I gotta be the best, I have to show them they all wrong"
Family not friends to me, I see their smiles, so deceptive
My head my worst enemy, now lemme count another blessing
So tired all the time, what's the fucking deal?
My problems are my solutions, learn how to keep it real
Been diving in pollution, probably why I'm so toxic
Relapse to taking Oxy's, diluting my tears in the motherfucking process
Nearing 23, the fuck am I gonna be? Still don't know yet
Still smoking trees, puffin bleeze, hotboxing in my own head
I was born a little rough while others got four aces
Damn near a royal flush, I just really just need to face it
I was meant to clash the pavement and meant to crash and fall
So fuck my attainment, go ahead and have it all
I don't need it man, goals only make me insecure
Maybe ridding them is what I need to finally make me pure
I drink that shit till I hiccup, and then I refill the vice
It's like my whole life been rigged like It's rolling dice
Give me the snake eyes already, let them eat the mice
My eyes been feeling heavy, my heart the opposite
My brain never ready, re-up my confidence
Guzzle up a couple tallboys, that's my next meal
Feel like I got a small voice, wait till my chest heal
Common conversations of the inner self
Self-doubt and second guessing seem to really fit me well, whatever...
Every day I swear I'm getting better till'
I fall back on my ass, self-sabotage a guilty pleasure
Maybe all the pressure has been getting to me all along
"I gotta be the best, I have to show them they all wrong"
Family not friends to me, I see their smiles, so deceptive
My head my worst enemy, now lemme count another blessing
So tired all the time, what's the fucking deal?
My problems are my solutions, learn how to keep it real
Been diving in pollution, probably why I'm so toxic
Relapse to taking Oxy's, diluting my tears in the motherfucking process
Nearing 23, the fuck am I gonna be? Still don't know yet
Still smoking trees, puffin bleeze, hotboxing in my own head
I was born a little rough while others got four aces
Damn near a royal flush, I just really just need to face it
I was meant to clash the pavement and meant to crash and fall
So fuck my attainment, go ahead and have it all
I don't need it man, goals only make me insecure
Maybe ridding them is what I need to finally make me pure
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Writer(s): Logan Amberson
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