AJ show these motherf*ckers up
Man the studio
With big dog Chi
Only chance I get to vent
The man in the mirror that I face
I don't recognize anymore
Can we back track about twelve years to the child
Guaranteed to soar?
Not this version of me where I only get high
And contemplate the next war
When I was loving and humble
The music for art and it wasn't about having more
At the same time I do it for money to heal
My wounds that I tend to ignore
I don't know who I am anymore
My egos crashing I simply wish to restore
Cause I don't know who I am anymore
I was supposed to be gang-banging books
But I had a Mac in my bag
Lil nigga with them straight A's
Yet my knee was wrapped with a rag
I was on my way to a top school
Then niggas play cop tryna get a youngin' bagged
Looking for a ride or die bitch
Also looking for hoes to crack
I'm dressing in a button up while on ten
On the lurk for attacks
Grinding for a first place medal
The hell was I doing in track?
Like I wasn't popping on four tens and a xan
Smoking on packs
Was scouting for college meantime the lean
Was flipping on them racks
I got out the hood, still getting a ninety
All I can think is scoring a plaque
The drugs be killing my body, I took about six
I'm starting to slack
When will it end?
I don't want to beg
I'm too tired to pretend
I'm too tired to pretend
The man in the mirror that I face
I don't recognize anymore
Can we back track about twelve years to the child
Guaranteed to soar?
Not this version of me where I only get high
And contemplate the next war
When I was loving and humble
The music for art and it wasn't about having more
At the same time I do it for money to heal
My wounds that I tend to ignore
I don't know who I am anymore
My egos are crashing I simply wish to restore
Cause I don't know who I am anymore
Was in the trap house at fourteen
I was taught how to cook food
Smoking blunts at the same time
Different type of high I'm in a new mood
The next day I'm barely awake
I'm zoned out in a queue
Don't talk to me, don't ask me none
I ain't tryna come off as rude
Reported behavior I gotta keep cool
Buy me some time, may I use the bathroom?
I poured a little too much
This one of the mean batches that I brewed
Conflicting thoughts in my mind
It's like I can feel the loose screws
I almost got kicked out my senior year
For being unstable and drug abuse
But none has proven I never said much
Leaving all of my teachers confused
I beat everything when everyone pointed at me
And could only assume
Outside the building facade removed
Am I a saint with a future or an OD
Is how I conclude?
The man in the mirror that I face
I don't recognize anymore
Can we back track about twelve years to the child
Guaranteed to soar?
Not this version of me where I only get high
And contemplate the next war
When I was loving and humble
The music for art and it wasn't about having more
At the same time I do it for money to heal
My wounds that I tend to ignore
I don't know who I am anymore
My egos are crashing I simply wish to restore
Cause I don't know who I am anymore
I don't know who I am anymore
I don't know who I am anymore
Said I don't know who I am anymore
Can we back track?
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AJ show these motherf*ckers up
Man the studio
With big dog Chi
Only chance I get to vent
The man in the mirror that I face
I don't recognize anymore
Can we back track about twelve years to the child
Guaranteed to soar?
Not this version of me where I only get high
And contemplate the next war
When I was loving and humble
The music for art and it wasn't about having more
At the same time I do it for money to heal
My wounds that I tend to ignore
I don't know who I am anymore
My egos crashing I simply wish to restore
Cause I don't know who I am anymore
I was supposed to be gang-banging books
But I had a Mac in my bag
Lil nigga with them straight A's
Yet my knee was wrapped with a rag
I was on my way to a top school
Then niggas play cop tryna get a youngin' bagged
Looking for a ride or die bitch
Also looking for hoes to crack
I'm dressing in a button up while on ten
On the lurk for attacks
Grinding for a first place medal
The hell was I doing in track?
Like I wasn't popping on four tens and a xan
Smoking on packs
Was scouting for college meantime the lean
Was flipping on them racks
I got out the hood, still getting a ninety
All I can think is scoring a plaque
The drugs be killing my body, I took about six
I'm starting to slack
When will it end?
I don't want to beg
I'm too tired to pretend
I'm too tired to pretend
The man in the mirror that I face
I don't recognize anymore
Can we back track about twelve years to the child
Guaranteed to soar?
Not this version of me where I only get high
And contemplate the next war
When I was loving and humble
The music for art and it wasn't about having more
At the same time I do it for money to heal
My wounds that I tend to ignore
I don't know who I am anymore
My egos are crashing I simply wish to restore
Cause I don't know who I am anymore
Was in the trap house at fourteen
I was taught how to cook food
Smoking blunts at the same time
Different type of high I'm in a new mood
The next day I'm barely awake
I'm zoned out in a queue
Don't talk to me, don't ask me none
I ain't tryna come off as rude
Reported behavior I gotta keep cool
Buy me some time, may I use the bathroom?
I poured a little too much
This one of the mean batches that I brewed
Conflicting thoughts in my mind
It's like I can feel the loose screws
I almost got kicked out my senior year
For being unstable and drug abuse
But none has proven I never said much
Leaving all of my teachers confused
I beat everything when everyone pointed at me
And could only assume
Outside the building facade removed
Am I a saint with a future or an OD
Is how I conclude?
The man in the mirror that I face
I don't recognize anymore
Can we back track about twelve years to the child
Guaranteed to soar?
Not this version of me where I only get high
And contemplate the next war
When I was loving and humble
The music for art and it wasn't about having more
At the same time I do it for money to heal
My wounds that I tend to ignore
I don't know who I am anymore
My egos are crashing I simply wish to restore
Cause I don't know who I am anymore
I don't know who I am anymore
I don't know who I am anymore
Said I don't know who I am anymore
Can we back track?
Man the studio
With big dog Chi
Only chance I get to vent
The man in the mirror that I face
I don't recognize anymore
Can we back track about twelve years to the child
Guaranteed to soar?
Not this version of me where I only get high
And contemplate the next war
When I was loving and humble
The music for art and it wasn't about having more
At the same time I do it for money to heal
My wounds that I tend to ignore
I don't know who I am anymore
My egos crashing I simply wish to restore
Cause I don't know who I am anymore
I was supposed to be gang-banging books
But I had a Mac in my bag
Lil nigga with them straight A's
Yet my knee was wrapped with a rag
I was on my way to a top school
Then niggas play cop tryna get a youngin' bagged
Looking for a ride or die bitch
Also looking for hoes to crack
I'm dressing in a button up while on ten
On the lurk for attacks
Grinding for a first place medal
The hell was I doing in track?
Like I wasn't popping on four tens and a xan
Smoking on packs
Was scouting for college meantime the lean
Was flipping on them racks
I got out the hood, still getting a ninety
All I can think is scoring a plaque
The drugs be killing my body, I took about six
I'm starting to slack
When will it end?
I don't want to beg
I'm too tired to pretend
I'm too tired to pretend
The man in the mirror that I face
I don't recognize anymore
Can we back track about twelve years to the child
Guaranteed to soar?
Not this version of me where I only get high
And contemplate the next war
When I was loving and humble
The music for art and it wasn't about having more
At the same time I do it for money to heal
My wounds that I tend to ignore
I don't know who I am anymore
My egos are crashing I simply wish to restore
Cause I don't know who I am anymore
Was in the trap house at fourteen
I was taught how to cook food
Smoking blunts at the same time
Different type of high I'm in a new mood
The next day I'm barely awake
I'm zoned out in a queue
Don't talk to me, don't ask me none
I ain't tryna come off as rude
Reported behavior I gotta keep cool
Buy me some time, may I use the bathroom?
I poured a little too much
This one of the mean batches that I brewed
Conflicting thoughts in my mind
It's like I can feel the loose screws
I almost got kicked out my senior year
For being unstable and drug abuse
But none has proven I never said much
Leaving all of my teachers confused
I beat everything when everyone pointed at me
And could only assume
Outside the building facade removed
Am I a saint with a future or an OD
Is how I conclude?
The man in the mirror that I face
I don't recognize anymore
Can we back track about twelve years to the child
Guaranteed to soar?
Not this version of me where I only get high
And contemplate the next war
When I was loving and humble
The music for art and it wasn't about having more
At the same time I do it for money to heal
My wounds that I tend to ignore
I don't know who I am anymore
My egos are crashing I simply wish to restore
Cause I don't know who I am anymore
I don't know who I am anymore
I don't know who I am anymore
Said I don't know who I am anymore
Can we back track?
Writer: Dylan Arriaga
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid