Fractals
Yeah yeah
I'm seeing fractals and I don't like that
Cause I haven't been tripping since my panic attack
Got me feeling like I'm back in my bed, back in my head
Running round my room, trapped in the meds
Wishing I was-
Wishing I wasn't wishing for a better life
Wishing I wasn't wishing for a sharper knife
I wish someone could help me
Cause this shit ain't healthy, yeah
I'm acting casual cause too many count on me
Not like with money, but emotionally attached to me
They won't let go of me
What a commodity
Sticking around just cause they like the thought of me right in they're pockets
Pause
But Ima take off like a rocket
Cause I need the profit to prophet
So I'm at the top of my dog shit
King of that Kong shit
Blow up like I am the bomb shit
Do what I want shit
Do it like that's how I does it
You wish you was it
Bitch, you just isn't
Sit down and listen
Who you seen that's more committed?
They're just gonna wonder how I did it
I did it how I did it
You sat and thought about doing it
But I just didn't; I did it
And did it, and did it, and did it, and did it some more
Till I just finally got sick of it, then I just did it some more
Until I got bored, and then I just lit up a bowl and just did it, and did it some more
I can't tell you the number of times that I've failed
Or times that I've bailed on ideas I had, but ain't think would do well
Oh well
That's how it goes
One day, you think you're the shit, and the next day you know it, I'm hit
Shot to my ego, I hope I don't blow it
I just gotta focus, and piece it together
Like solving a cube, I know what to do
I just gotta get out and do it, and do it how I do
Ain't nothing new
And ain't nothing to it
Got nothing to prove, I'm in love with the music
I'm finding my groove, I just hope I don't lose it
God gave me this talent, so I gotta use it
Growing up quick, I tried not to abuse it
I'm crafting these verses
Like Kubrick, I'm losing my mind
Having a hell of a time with these rhymes
Fuck
I think I'm out of time
I'm seeing fractals and I don't like that
Cause I haven't been tripping since my panic attack
Got me feeling like I'm back in my bed, back in my head
Running round my room, trapped in the meds
Wishing I was-
Wishing I wasn't wishing for a better life
Wishing I wasn't wishing for a sharper knife
I wish someone could help me
Cause this shit ain't healthy, yeah
I'm acting casual cause too many count on me
Not like with money, but emotionally attached to me
They won't let go of me
What a commodity
Sticking around just cause they like the thought of me right in they're pockets
Pause
But Ima take off like a rocket
Cause I need the profit to prophet
So I'm at the top of my dog shit
King of that Kong shit
Blow up like I am the bomb shit
Do what I want shit
Do it like that's how I does it
You wish you was it
Bitch, you just isn't
Sit down and listen
Who you seen that's more committed?
They're just gonna wonder how I did it
I did it how I did it
You sat and thought about doing it
But I just didn't; I did it
And did it, and did it, and did it, and did it some more
Till I just finally got sick of it, then I just did it some more
Until I got bored, and then I just lit up a bowl and just did it, and did it some more
I can't tell you the number of times that I've failed
Or times that I've bailed on ideas I had, but ain't think would do well
Oh well
That's how it goes
One day, you think you're the shit, and the next day you know it, I'm hit
Shot to my ego, I hope I don't blow it
I just gotta focus, and piece it together
Like solving a cube, I know what to do
I just gotta get out and do it, and do it how I do
Ain't nothing new
And ain't nothing to it
Got nothing to prove, I'm in love with the music
I'm finding my groove, I just hope I don't lose it
God gave me this talent, so I gotta use it
Growing up quick, I tried not to abuse it
I'm crafting these verses
Like Kubrick, I'm losing my mind
Having a hell of a time with these rhymes
Fuck
I think I'm out of time
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Writer(s): Bryson Layne
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