Unit 901
Everyone say I don't talk enough
I am stumbling for words that I'm coughing up
Struggling to taste my voice too much
Observing is how I'm poised to love
Everyone say I don't talk enough
I am stumbling for words that I'm coughing up
Struggling to taste my voice too much
Observing is how I'm poised to love
I never found value in going on
If they don't get it then I'm bawling eyes
Not to make it personal but feels awful right?
Didn't have importance till I talked at night
I made friends with all the vices, get the other side
Now I know the whole story on volume 5
If my momma knew half then she'd probably die
If my momma knew half then she'd probably
I turned out half wit and half slick
I don't fuck with elastic
If a baby come then thank liberal gymnastics
Iminent disaster
Mom ain't ready for her grandkids
Built a fucking mansion with nobody to laugh with
I spend time tryna break attachments
Filling up my lab with cousins of resentment
Pushing on my temper
I can't recognize when I've been gaslit
Everything is my fault even in my absence
All I had was my potential even that is past tense
I don't have my next steps, top of the ladder, I can only go backwards
Voices in my head and all of them get a platform
But none of them take a second to look at my blackboard
I chalk it up to selfishness and willingness to act owned
If I took my space my city would gentrify the outskirts
Unfamiliar with speaking up I would speak in outbursts
I let you get ahead at my detriment I'm out first
Without all these traits I wouldn't have such a devout verse
Everyone say I don't talk enough
I am stumbling for words that I'm coughing up
Struggling to taste my voice too much
Observing is how I'm poised to love
Everyone say I don't talk enough
I am stumbling for words that I'm coughing up
Struggling to taste my voice too much
Observing is how I'm poised to love
Everything exists at the same time
I feel every feeling like I'm pinned to the grapevine
Bite my words, permissions in my canines
Better to ask forgiveness then get struck with the same lines
Default status: act according to the same lies
Tension in the air, yes I learned to hang glide
Got Short end of the stick
Go down on my list
Grievances amidst
All the ways in which
Anger hit or miss
Curled up in a fist
Still could kick it with witness
Judging every wish
With a vision of a fish
Switch a lens
With a finger twist
Time to call it quits
If no profit in the wins
Sorry to burst your bubble
You can't see me through Hubble
Being noticed a struggle
Buried beneath the rubble
No light at end of tunnel
I feel I'm into trouble
Mind can't stay out the gutter
I am stumbling for words that I'm coughing up
Struggling to taste my voice too much
Observing is how I'm poised to love
Everyone say I don't talk enough
I am stumbling for words that I'm coughing up
Struggling to taste my voice too much
Observing is how I'm poised to love
I never found value in going on
If they don't get it then I'm bawling eyes
Not to make it personal but feels awful right?
Didn't have importance till I talked at night
I made friends with all the vices, get the other side
Now I know the whole story on volume 5
If my momma knew half then she'd probably die
If my momma knew half then she'd probably
I turned out half wit and half slick
I don't fuck with elastic
If a baby come then thank liberal gymnastics
Iminent disaster
Mom ain't ready for her grandkids
Built a fucking mansion with nobody to laugh with
I spend time tryna break attachments
Filling up my lab with cousins of resentment
Pushing on my temper
I can't recognize when I've been gaslit
Everything is my fault even in my absence
All I had was my potential even that is past tense
I don't have my next steps, top of the ladder, I can only go backwards
Voices in my head and all of them get a platform
But none of them take a second to look at my blackboard
I chalk it up to selfishness and willingness to act owned
If I took my space my city would gentrify the outskirts
Unfamiliar with speaking up I would speak in outbursts
I let you get ahead at my detriment I'm out first
Without all these traits I wouldn't have such a devout verse
Everyone say I don't talk enough
I am stumbling for words that I'm coughing up
Struggling to taste my voice too much
Observing is how I'm poised to love
Everyone say I don't talk enough
I am stumbling for words that I'm coughing up
Struggling to taste my voice too much
Observing is how I'm poised to love
Everything exists at the same time
I feel every feeling like I'm pinned to the grapevine
Bite my words, permissions in my canines
Better to ask forgiveness then get struck with the same lines
Default status: act according to the same lies
Tension in the air, yes I learned to hang glide
Got Short end of the stick
Go down on my list
Grievances amidst
All the ways in which
Anger hit or miss
Curled up in a fist
Still could kick it with witness
Judging every wish
With a vision of a fish
Switch a lens
With a finger twist
Time to call it quits
If no profit in the wins
Sorry to burst your bubble
You can't see me through Hubble
Being noticed a struggle
Buried beneath the rubble
No light at end of tunnel
I feel I'm into trouble
Mind can't stay out the gutter
Credits
Writer(s): Amaninder Thind, Casey Rabito
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