Had a couple songs in the past
Bout getting pass
Let me tell you this ain't that
I'm tired of my life
And I'm tired of this crap man
I stay looking up
Still everything's a drag
It's like everyday I wake up
Where's my dreams and what they made of
Think I'm bout to quit
Getting tired of this makeup
I hear a choppy flow
And I think that they won't blow
What the hell does white man know
Cuz there they go
Where the f*cks my shot
I ain't even got a chance
I'm tryna be all me
As I'm huffing and I pant
Some people say I'm good
Some people say I'm bland
I don't ever see them try
Always doing the best I can
Guess I'm on my final stand, f*ck
I don't know where
All this is going
But I'll tell you right now
That I'm feelin frozen
And it's getting real cold
And my heart is broken
Say we all choose a road
Well, what have I chosen
I thought I had a talent
Always thought it was some magic
But I guess I'm just a genie
Getting money from a tactic
Now I'm lookin up
And sky's are blackened
What the f*ck just happened
Dreams can always fade away
Man it's funny how it happens
I don't wanna quit
But shit, hating this
Feelin that I'm getting
When I'm spitting
I feel good
But when they start to listen
Feel the shitting like I should,
I was king of hills
Now just look at where I'm put
Writing since like twelve
Felt it when they start to delve
I ain't even got no friends
Now I'm screaming out for help
Who the f*ck I'm posed to blame
Guess I'll have to blame myself
Always thought this was a out
Now I'm feelin overwhelmed, shit
I don't know where
All this is going
But I'll tell you right now
That I'm feelin frozen
And it's getting real cold
And my heart is broken
Say we all choose a road
Well, what have I chosen
I don't know where
All this is going
But I'll tell you right now
That I'm feelin frozen
And it's getting real cold
And my heart is broken
Say we all choose a road
Well, what have I chosen