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"You see here, kid? You gotta just go for it
Don't think about what comes after over or what came before
You just gotta bend your knees, take a deep breath, and jump"
I been feelin' so alone with nowhere to go
I don't even pick up the phone when I see it glow
I could tell you everything, but you'll never know
How I'm really feelin' inside, don't know how to show
So I stay inside my room, talkin' to the wall
Wonderin' if it'll talk back, it doesn't at all
Fallin' asleep, in my dreams, I constantly brawl
Fightin' against all of my thoughts in the free-for-all
I'm just sittin' in my web, I don't wanna leave
Because I know this muhfuckin' life is just make-believe
I achieve anything I dream, but I gotta see
Why everybody is even naive? They just wanna be
Something that they not, something that they never could be
Thinkin' that they high
I don't wanna be the one that have to put you on the spot
And I'm not, I'm finna focus on myself
And you ruined everything, don't put that shit on nobody else
(Tryna die up in my-, ay, ay)
(Tryna die up in my-)
Tryna die up in my crib, I don't leave that shit for nothin', man
Don't wanna when that muhfucka, never feel a fuckin' thing
Feel the same, regardless of what you sayin'
Bitch, that grey muhfucka ain't never gon' fuckin' change
What you wan' say about the boy, I got you, got the fuckin' stones
You throw 'em, I'm throwin bones, I know what the fuck you want
That's why I be on my own, to cop me a fuckin' home
Got acres to keep me closed, chillin', bein' the fucka
Ridin', solo through the fuckin' bottom, ay
Gotta clear my mind, think 'bout what you done to me
Ay, now, I don't know who to fuck
'Cause me gon' isolate myself internally, that's why
You don't hear no body bag, man, the hood, they all forget
Who the fuck I really was or what the fuck I even did?
Man, don't trip (man, don't trip) I been gone before the shit
Boy, the shit is in the making, I don't care if they forgive, ay
I been feelin' so alone with nowhere to go
I don't even pick up the phone when I see it glow
I could tell you everything, but you'll never know
How I'm really feelin' inside, don't know how to show
So I stay inside my room, talkin' to the wall
Wonderin' if it'll talk back, it doesn't at all
Fallin' asleep, in my dreams, I constantly brawl
Fightin' against all of my thoughts in the free-for-all
Don't think about what comes after over or what came before
You just gotta bend your knees, take a deep breath, and jump"
I been feelin' so alone with nowhere to go
I don't even pick up the phone when I see it glow
I could tell you everything, but you'll never know
How I'm really feelin' inside, don't know how to show
So I stay inside my room, talkin' to the wall
Wonderin' if it'll talk back, it doesn't at all
Fallin' asleep, in my dreams, I constantly brawl
Fightin' against all of my thoughts in the free-for-all
I'm just sittin' in my web, I don't wanna leave
Because I know this muhfuckin' life is just make-believe
I achieve anything I dream, but I gotta see
Why everybody is even naive? They just wanna be
Something that they not, something that they never could be
Thinkin' that they high
I don't wanna be the one that have to put you on the spot
And I'm not, I'm finna focus on myself
And you ruined everything, don't put that shit on nobody else
(Tryna die up in my-, ay, ay)
(Tryna die up in my-)
Tryna die up in my crib, I don't leave that shit for nothin', man
Don't wanna when that muhfucka, never feel a fuckin' thing
Feel the same, regardless of what you sayin'
Bitch, that grey muhfucka ain't never gon' fuckin' change
What you wan' say about the boy, I got you, got the fuckin' stones
You throw 'em, I'm throwin bones, I know what the fuck you want
That's why I be on my own, to cop me a fuckin' home
Got acres to keep me closed, chillin', bein' the fucka
Ridin', solo through the fuckin' bottom, ay
Gotta clear my mind, think 'bout what you done to me
Ay, now, I don't know who to fuck
'Cause me gon' isolate myself internally, that's why
You don't hear no body bag, man, the hood, they all forget
Who the fuck I really was or what the fuck I even did?
Man, don't trip (man, don't trip) I been gone before the shit
Boy, the shit is in the making, I don't care if they forgive, ay
I been feelin' so alone with nowhere to go
I don't even pick up the phone when I see it glow
I could tell you everything, but you'll never know
How I'm really feelin' inside, don't know how to show
So I stay inside my room, talkin' to the wall
Wonderin' if it'll talk back, it doesn't at all
Fallin' asleep, in my dreams, I constantly brawl
Fightin' against all of my thoughts in the free-for-all
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Writer(s): Cardeaire Anderson, Andrew Brent Moran
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