Jus Like Me, Fr
Lookin for love and validation from anybody else
Wantin' em at attention when you ain't even yo'self
And that shit startin' to show, facade crackin'
Bad foundations ain't everlasting, grew up on that scaffolding
Habits is bad, wed with worse inhibitions
Knew divergence yo path, you had to set on yo mission
You had to settle the score, I'm still dealing wit' the difference
You made it worse than before, you say (I'll change in an instant)
You make it hard to ignore, all the flaws in yo character
Held on for years to be sure, that you wasn't mischaracterized
And yo eyes and ears and nose you know could see and smell and hear
That bullshit you put in the air
So don't even start with the theatrics bro yo life ain't fair
And I know it, believe me I fuckin' know
What can we do, in this world that want us all to conform
To little boxes that they place around, to check us into systems of oppression
Guess I still ain't learned my lesson cause I press on impressions
Pressure building up, I'm bout to BUST
Feel I can't trust no one, I look around and niggas is SUS
-Spect inspect my friends too
Incensed burning intentions to dust
They ain't in no rush to get into gear, sittin' on the clutch (not for long)
Niggas abstractin' that truth, No Oliver (Nelson)
I go up inside the booth, beat mic black and blues, Cal Jarreu (Cal Jarreu)
Flashback to my youthful days, when I used to hyper-vigilate and monitor
Wait, nigga still do that
Spill red pill, no blue cap
Yank a nigga tail, I'm holdin' who back
That's cause of that mask you wear
If you could relax, take a breath step back maybe wouldn't bask in fear
Supposed to be here last year, hearin' past ringing in ya ear like a singing glass
Still black cheer, allies keep the fist clear till my niggas free at last
Still feelin' like I ain't do enough
Still feelin like a piece shit stuck in a toilet too huge to flush
Why you so hard on yo'self
Nigga relax, just take a breath
Been in the shock, you ain't feelin the static
Need to learn how to ask for some help
Tryn' be legit
Showing currency don't make up for all the times you counterfeit
Wantin' em at attention when you ain't even yo'self
And that shit startin' to show, facade crackin'
Bad foundations ain't everlasting, grew up on that scaffolding
Habits is bad, wed with worse inhibitions
Knew divergence yo path, you had to set on yo mission
You had to settle the score, I'm still dealing wit' the difference
You made it worse than before, you say (I'll change in an instant)
You make it hard to ignore, all the flaws in yo character
Held on for years to be sure, that you wasn't mischaracterized
And yo eyes and ears and nose you know could see and smell and hear
That bullshit you put in the air
So don't even start with the theatrics bro yo life ain't fair
And I know it, believe me I fuckin' know
What can we do, in this world that want us all to conform
To little boxes that they place around, to check us into systems of oppression
Guess I still ain't learned my lesson cause I press on impressions
Pressure building up, I'm bout to BUST
Feel I can't trust no one, I look around and niggas is SUS
-Spect inspect my friends too
Incensed burning intentions to dust
They ain't in no rush to get into gear, sittin' on the clutch (not for long)
Niggas abstractin' that truth, No Oliver (Nelson)
I go up inside the booth, beat mic black and blues, Cal Jarreu (Cal Jarreu)
Flashback to my youthful days, when I used to hyper-vigilate and monitor
Wait, nigga still do that
Spill red pill, no blue cap
Yank a nigga tail, I'm holdin' who back
That's cause of that mask you wear
If you could relax, take a breath step back maybe wouldn't bask in fear
Supposed to be here last year, hearin' past ringing in ya ear like a singing glass
Still black cheer, allies keep the fist clear till my niggas free at last
Still feelin' like I ain't do enough
Still feelin like a piece shit stuck in a toilet too huge to flush
Why you so hard on yo'self
Nigga relax, just take a breath
Been in the shock, you ain't feelin the static
Need to learn how to ask for some help
Tryn' be legit
Showing currency don't make up for all the times you counterfeit
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Writer(s): Isaiah Conte
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