THE THINGS THAT TIME REVEALS
I ain't holier than thou
I just need to get this off my chest
Before it consumes me (yeah)
This cycle has gone on too long
Shoutout all avoidants I grew way too attached to (and Manipulated)
Three years I spent, Discord inside a vacuum (yup)
All the fun mixed with gaslighing chatrooms (damn)
Pandemic, voice was lost in a backroom
Echo chambers did nothing for my health (for real)
The energy I gave only drained me of myself (it did)
Was this friendship?
Like woah, I thought you really well (it wasn't)
Cycle got worse, narcissism caused hell (ah, damn)
I made everybody elsе's problems my identity (I really did)
'Cuz I thought, "Just savе 'em all!"
No shots like the Kennedys
Little things just disrespected my empathy (yup)
Mask division all up as solidarity? (what)
Huh, you swept it under the rug
And every year I showed ride or die love (yeah)
With no reason to trust (uh huh)
'Cuz reason A
When —— was thrown under the bus (damn)
And reason B
All that venting, crying 'bout that— (daddy chill)
I made Meal Ticket, man, I played a goofy fool (yeah)
I kept it going for the peeps who kept it mutual (damnit)
Then Dallas came around man, so beautiful (yeah)
But ideas scrambled, the usual
The parasocial lives lived after trip just went dumb (yup)
When Tracy got signed, and shawty didn't come (you went to London)
She brought us together and that just said sum (Tha New Wave)
This the cycle, twenty years, that just repeated, done (huh, what)
Begging to be seen by groups laced in dysfunction (yup)
Only led to further pain and some self-destruction (uh huh)
I was giving all these chances, red flag consumption
Isaiah passing (yeah)
Really done pushed my buttons (yeah, Rest in peace king)
It ain't the first time
I've been through something like this (all these groups)
But damn sure, the last time, throw it all in abyss (yeah)
Loyalty was disappearing, time a Judas kiss
A lot of unreleased hits on my drive I mixed (yup)
This music therapy for life
So why would I even lie (why would I lie?)
Don't act all surprised
I'm airing out through these lines (don't act surprised)
Don't play victim in your own plight
This the roll that you took
On your own life dice, huh (roll the dice)
This the things that time reveals in my eyes
And I can't fake sympathy no more, my guy
All the years that I hurt, all the tears that I cried
Context of the life been compromised
This the things that time reveals in my eyes
And I can't fake sympathy no more, my guy
All the years that I hurt, all the tears that I cried
I learned a couple things, how to sorta fly
This the things that time reveals in my eyes
And I can't fake sympathy no more, my guy
All the years that I hurt, all the tears that I cried
But I think it was worth it for the stories that I write
And, y'know, I've been
I've been making music about this
Even when I was in the group on a subconscious level
Y'know, taking friendship crumbs
Because I had nothing else
Imma go do one on my own
'Cause I was in my bag at that time
I was feeling a little (Manipulated)
As an acting member of this family
When it came to being creative musically
I didn't feel like I was being respected as a boss
So I decided to make one on my own
Loyalty ain't, ain't capital letters no more
Understandings is not being understood
The music is not making everyone feel like they wanna go in
Because you're not inspired
And you're not saying you're not inspired
Somebody has to say something
I just need to get this off my chest
Before it consumes me (yeah)
This cycle has gone on too long
Shoutout all avoidants I grew way too attached to (and Manipulated)
Three years I spent, Discord inside a vacuum (yup)
All the fun mixed with gaslighing chatrooms (damn)
Pandemic, voice was lost in a backroom
Echo chambers did nothing for my health (for real)
The energy I gave only drained me of myself (it did)
Was this friendship?
Like woah, I thought you really well (it wasn't)
Cycle got worse, narcissism caused hell (ah, damn)
I made everybody elsе's problems my identity (I really did)
'Cuz I thought, "Just savе 'em all!"
No shots like the Kennedys
Little things just disrespected my empathy (yup)
Mask division all up as solidarity? (what)
Huh, you swept it under the rug
And every year I showed ride or die love (yeah)
With no reason to trust (uh huh)
'Cuz reason A
When —— was thrown under the bus (damn)
And reason B
All that venting, crying 'bout that— (daddy chill)
I made Meal Ticket, man, I played a goofy fool (yeah)
I kept it going for the peeps who kept it mutual (damnit)
Then Dallas came around man, so beautiful (yeah)
But ideas scrambled, the usual
The parasocial lives lived after trip just went dumb (yup)
When Tracy got signed, and shawty didn't come (you went to London)
She brought us together and that just said sum (Tha New Wave)
This the cycle, twenty years, that just repeated, done (huh, what)
Begging to be seen by groups laced in dysfunction (yup)
Only led to further pain and some self-destruction (uh huh)
I was giving all these chances, red flag consumption
Isaiah passing (yeah)
Really done pushed my buttons (yeah, Rest in peace king)
It ain't the first time
I've been through something like this (all these groups)
But damn sure, the last time, throw it all in abyss (yeah)
Loyalty was disappearing, time a Judas kiss
A lot of unreleased hits on my drive I mixed (yup)
This music therapy for life
So why would I even lie (why would I lie?)
Don't act all surprised
I'm airing out through these lines (don't act surprised)
Don't play victim in your own plight
This the roll that you took
On your own life dice, huh (roll the dice)
This the things that time reveals in my eyes
And I can't fake sympathy no more, my guy
All the years that I hurt, all the tears that I cried
Context of the life been compromised
This the things that time reveals in my eyes
And I can't fake sympathy no more, my guy
All the years that I hurt, all the tears that I cried
I learned a couple things, how to sorta fly
This the things that time reveals in my eyes
And I can't fake sympathy no more, my guy
All the years that I hurt, all the tears that I cried
But I think it was worth it for the stories that I write
And, y'know, I've been
I've been making music about this
Even when I was in the group on a subconscious level
Y'know, taking friendship crumbs
Because I had nothing else
Imma go do one on my own
'Cause I was in my bag at that time
I was feeling a little (Manipulated)
As an acting member of this family
When it came to being creative musically
I didn't feel like I was being respected as a boss
So I decided to make one on my own
Loyalty ain't, ain't capital letters no more
Understandings is not being understood
The music is not making everyone feel like they wanna go in
Because you're not inspired
And you're not saying you're not inspired
Somebody has to say something
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