At My Table (Interlude)
Twisted, predicted this life wouldn't be a scripted
But shit it's as if I'm sitting flipping through some horror flicks
I quarrel with my own thoughts and box the shit
Out of everything I've ever written
If only if, I could turn me off and turn it on
When I wanted this
God your lips must hurt from all the fucking ass you kiss
I mean it's complicated, I'm almost always faded
Pupils always dilated, my father's devastated
Didn't graduate, even almost make it
Man I'm conversating with myself some Ramen noodles
And some rolling paper
Feeling nervous waiting for my lawyer's ass to call
She's always contemplating how to tell me nah
I'm fucking horrible at love, and frankly I'm scared as shit
Cuz my daughter's getting big, I'm just a kid with a kid
I'm fucking heated up, but fuck that
This ain't that original
And ever since Drake, everyone is so emotional
One hit wonders, you probably call that shit the hype
You probably bumping all that trill shit
Thinking it's the life
Well don't wait up
I promise I'm gonna get my weight up
I'm gonna get some trophies for the niggas at my table
Do you feel us, it's okay if you don't feel us
Yeah, I know we ain't the first one's to be the fucking realest
So don't wait up
But shit it's as if I'm sitting flipping through some horror flicks
I quarrel with my own thoughts and box the shit
Out of everything I've ever written
If only if, I could turn me off and turn it on
When I wanted this
God your lips must hurt from all the fucking ass you kiss
I mean it's complicated, I'm almost always faded
Pupils always dilated, my father's devastated
Didn't graduate, even almost make it
Man I'm conversating with myself some Ramen noodles
And some rolling paper
Feeling nervous waiting for my lawyer's ass to call
She's always contemplating how to tell me nah
I'm fucking horrible at love, and frankly I'm scared as shit
Cuz my daughter's getting big, I'm just a kid with a kid
I'm fucking heated up, but fuck that
This ain't that original
And ever since Drake, everyone is so emotional
One hit wonders, you probably call that shit the hype
You probably bumping all that trill shit
Thinking it's the life
Well don't wait up
I promise I'm gonna get my weight up
I'm gonna get some trophies for the niggas at my table
Do you feel us, it's okay if you don't feel us
Yeah, I know we ain't the first one's to be the fucking realest
So don't wait up
Credits
Writer(s): Alex C. Mendoza
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