2020 (BandLab Version)

Lost in, it

I'm in a fight with my heart and my mind
Shit ain't doin' me no good, gotta leave it behind
Goin' through trials & tribulations, something gotta give
Don't really wanna die, a nigga wanna live
Like Forest Gump, this life's a box of chocolates
And like covert OPS, I see out the optic

I can see it clearly, I got 20 20
Shit went downhill, year, 2020
Unemployment benefit, fuckin' up the money
Everyday gettin' numb, feel dead like a mummy
Tryna get peace of mind, me and BRODIE was runnin'
Like we missed school, niggas stayed at the VILLE
Like kids in recess, we'd play at the field
They wanted me to run again, I said, I will
That depression came fast and that shit, yeah, it caught me
I ain't use paper, put the weed in a DARKY
Couldn't feel life in me when I was walkin'
Old flings on the gram, nigga, was stalkin
Making my energy dissipate
Karma bit me back, it filled me with hate
Didn't think that I would ever get betrayed
On top of that, a nigga fallin' out with his loved ones
Mom hated I was on the phone, arguing with my lover
She just wanted me to move on to another
Not even knowin' it's me in the wrong
Saved face behind lies, I was takin' cover
I got a chug pot but still can't recover
Been in the field, might need me a med
Smokin' this ZA, help me get out my head
Like the walkin' dead, I feel like a zombie
Me versus me, it's I, that I be harming
Nigga been fallin' like the leaves of autumn
Cuttin' people off, I had to mow the lawn
R.I.P. white boy, always came with a bomb
Hurtin' inside, but still goin' strong

I'm in a fight with my heart and my mind (mind)
Shit ain't doin' me no good, gotta leave it behind (behind)
Goin' through trials and tribulations, something gotta give
Don't really wanna die, a nigga wanna live
Like Forest Gump, this life's a box of chocolates
& like covert OPS, I see out the optic