What a Mess! (feat. Youngie)

I bite my tongue and I try to make things right
I'm still here 'cos i've been waiting for my whole life
This the type of shit that you don't realise 'til you're in it
You could climb to the top
Still not feel like you're winning
Chewed up, spat out
You feel like you're barely living
If I change routes will it even make me feel much different?
I pour my cup and I'll fill it up
If I'm drunk enough then i'll cut loose
I been through too much pain in my life
To just forget and come trust you
I got dreams of me going big
If you ain't see the same then its fuck you
This something I can't undo
Don't act like this shit brand new

I made my bed
Then I messed it up
'Cos I'm sick of feeling just good enough
I'm on top of the world
And I can't be touched
Wait I'm dreaming hard
And I just woke up

I made the decision for myself
No one can tell me what I should do
You come to me when you're fucked up
But I really wish I got to see the real you
So I hang my head again, what a mess
I've been out here ballin' with my heart out my chest
Who knew that falling would lead me to my death
But I'm still sticking around 'til I got nothing left

I'm defying all odds
When and did it just because
If they ain't believe, then you gotta make 'em
That's the way that it goes
Lost a couple of my friends
Made a few more foes
Mmm this the journey of a fucked up kid

To the top I rose still
I wake up with one thing on my mind but that's fine
Only young once try and have a good life
She don't really like that fancy wine and dine shit
But we got the night
And we running out of time
So you should stop getting fucked up
You should go get your love up
Life's black and white but you flip the page
Now you can see it's in colour
Don't lose track of your conscious
What they saying is nonsense
Treat my life like a project
Scrunch it up I'm like what's next

I made my bed
Then I messed it up
'Cos I'm sick of feeling just good enough
I'm on top of the world
And I can't be touched
Wait I'm dreaming hard
And I just woke up

I made the decision for myself
No one can tell me what I should do
You come to me when you're fucked up
But I really wish I got to see the real you
So I hang my head again, what a mess
I've been out here ballin' with my heart out my chest
Who knew that falling would lead me to my death
But I'm still sticking around 'til I got nothing left

I made my bed
Then I messed it up
'Cos I'm sick of feeling just good enough
I'm on top of the world
And I can't be touched
Wait I'm dreaming hard
And I just woke up