I might die for all this shit
Been in my bag for all this shit
And I could care less about all the money
I'm just tryna make a difference in this bitch
2012 momma died ain't been the same
I might go drop a tear inside this bitch
And nobody care when you're down at your worst
They only care when you tryna get rich
That's just how it goes
I'm doing like all of these drugs I'm moving inside of slow-mo
I'm slowly losing conscious I can't feel no more
And I can't stop this shit Inhaling that shit in my lungs
Inhaling that shit in my lungs woah
(Chyah I'm not tryna do drugs no more)
(Chyah im just tryna feel love some more)
(Everything feels so numb lil hoe)
(Yeah and im tryna feel your love so let me know)
I shouldn't just be identified as a rapper because im not
You know? im an artist
You know uh rappers rap
Artists they articulate you know
I just wanna be an artist and express myself that's it