Worthy
I used to be down on myself
Always suffered on my own
Not the type to ask for help
Almost died feeling alone
And nobody could tell
I was in my own hell
But then a voice inside my head
Said fuck it man I'm worthy
Sometimes it's still surreal
That I'm still fucking here
Without the drugs I can feel
Those before me I can hear
Now I focus and I heal
Use to pop a thousand pills
And drink a million drinks
Lived my life on the brink
Of suicide or killing
I just didn't know what to think
So I took another line and I had another drink, got up and popped some pills
And if anybody said something
My trauma overspilled, man I lost it
Cause I was lost
Remembering all the coffins
That I've lowered in the ground
With the rope around my hands
Picturing the rope around their necks
I used to be down on myself
Always suffered on my own
Not the type to ask for help
Almost died feeling alone
And nobody could tell
I was in my own hell
But then a voice inside my head
Said fuck it man I'm worthy
I used to be down on myself
Always suffered on my own
Not the type to ask for help
Almost died feeling alone
And nobody could tell
I was in my own hell
But then a voice inside my head
Said fuck it man I'm worthy
Plenty nights roaming the streets
Saw the city with no colour
While I was playing Dallas Green
Thinking isn't this ironic
I saw the happiness in others
And I knew that's what I wanted
Didn't care about the life I lived
I was down and depressed
I just wanted to rise above it
Maybe show and receive some loving
I mean that's all I ever wanted
Cause my memories mostly traumas
They can get a little haunting
There's this dark place in my mind
Where my emotions stop responding
Where the demons really thrive
And the devil don't stop calling
All the drugs are fucking free and all the drinks are alcoholic
They tryna feed the dark in me
I used to be down on myself
Always suffered on my own
Not the type to ask for help
Almost died feeling alone
And nobody could tell
I was in my own hell
But then a voice inside my head
Said fuck it man I'm worthy
I used to be down on myself
Always suffered on my own
Not the type to ask for help
Almost died feeling alone
And nobody could tell
I was in my own hell
But then a voice inside my head
Said fuck it man I'm worthy
Plenty nights rolling the streets
With the headphones and the beats
Focusing in on the win, no defeats
Cause no matter what the circumstances
Always getting back up on them feet
Man it's cold up in the dirty north
I'm always bringing the heat
Like it's 300 degrees
Im that Cree from AB
That they say is a little crazy
A little loco with the vocals
Cause I'm all about this movement
Got my people feeling hopeful
I got faith in this grind
So you know I'm here to smoke it
Rip the game open, flip the grain on em
I'm a game changer, make the wave bigger,
I'm here to do ya all a damn favour
I used to be down on myself
Always suffered on my own
Not the type to ask for help
Almost died feeling alone
And nobody could tell
I was in my own hell
But then a voice inside my head
Said fuck it man I'm worthy
I used to be down on myself
Always suffered on my own
Not the type to ask for help
Almost died feeling alone
And nobody could tell
I was in my own hell
But then a voice inside my head
Said fuck it man I'm worthy
Always suffered on my own
Not the type to ask for help
Almost died feeling alone
And nobody could tell
I was in my own hell
But then a voice inside my head
Said fuck it man I'm worthy
Sometimes it's still surreal
That I'm still fucking here
Without the drugs I can feel
Those before me I can hear
Now I focus and I heal
Use to pop a thousand pills
And drink a million drinks
Lived my life on the brink
Of suicide or killing
I just didn't know what to think
So I took another line and I had another drink, got up and popped some pills
And if anybody said something
My trauma overspilled, man I lost it
Cause I was lost
Remembering all the coffins
That I've lowered in the ground
With the rope around my hands
Picturing the rope around their necks
I used to be down on myself
Always suffered on my own
Not the type to ask for help
Almost died feeling alone
And nobody could tell
I was in my own hell
But then a voice inside my head
Said fuck it man I'm worthy
I used to be down on myself
Always suffered on my own
Not the type to ask for help
Almost died feeling alone
And nobody could tell
I was in my own hell
But then a voice inside my head
Said fuck it man I'm worthy
Plenty nights roaming the streets
Saw the city with no colour
While I was playing Dallas Green
Thinking isn't this ironic
I saw the happiness in others
And I knew that's what I wanted
Didn't care about the life I lived
I was down and depressed
I just wanted to rise above it
Maybe show and receive some loving
I mean that's all I ever wanted
Cause my memories mostly traumas
They can get a little haunting
There's this dark place in my mind
Where my emotions stop responding
Where the demons really thrive
And the devil don't stop calling
All the drugs are fucking free and all the drinks are alcoholic
They tryna feed the dark in me
I used to be down on myself
Always suffered on my own
Not the type to ask for help
Almost died feeling alone
And nobody could tell
I was in my own hell
But then a voice inside my head
Said fuck it man I'm worthy
I used to be down on myself
Always suffered on my own
Not the type to ask for help
Almost died feeling alone
And nobody could tell
I was in my own hell
But then a voice inside my head
Said fuck it man I'm worthy
Plenty nights rolling the streets
With the headphones and the beats
Focusing in on the win, no defeats
Cause no matter what the circumstances
Always getting back up on them feet
Man it's cold up in the dirty north
I'm always bringing the heat
Like it's 300 degrees
Im that Cree from AB
That they say is a little crazy
A little loco with the vocals
Cause I'm all about this movement
Got my people feeling hopeful
I got faith in this grind
So you know I'm here to smoke it
Rip the game open, flip the grain on em
I'm a game changer, make the wave bigger,
I'm here to do ya all a damn favour
I used to be down on myself
Always suffered on my own
Not the type to ask for help
Almost died feeling alone
And nobody could tell
I was in my own hell
But then a voice inside my head
Said fuck it man I'm worthy
I used to be down on myself
Always suffered on my own
Not the type to ask for help
Almost died feeling alone
And nobody could tell
I was in my own hell
But then a voice inside my head
Said fuck it man I'm worthy
Credits
Writer(s): Richard Smallboy
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