Kelner - Satellite Lyrics

Okay,
I got drive, I never really gave a f*ck bout peace of mind, I'm too alive
Bags are in and under eyes, okay, you know it's do or die
Too much on my plate, I guess I got a f*ckin' appetite
My ex became a model, guess I'm not her f*ckin' prototype
Seven years have passed and I'm still on her mind, I'm doin' fine
Me, myself, and I think that we found a wife, believe the hype
They cut me from the track, so I redrew the f*ckin' finish line
And all this work been paying off, it's giving me the butterflies, yeah
Couldn't kill momentum even if you tried, yeah
Couldn't change direction, I'm your satellite, yeah
Falling but I'm higher than the f*ckin' sky, yeah
So it's gonna take a little more to take me down
Word of mouth, saying all that energy they talk about is running out
Used to get my clothes out from the lost and found, bitch, how bout now
Carl Anthony, the way I'm topic of the town
LA touching down the second that I drop this sound
Used to be I cannot find a job, but I don't need one now
Now I need to prove you wrong too many times and shut you mouth
I don't take advice unless you risk it all or six feet tall
That way I don't take your bullshit due to lack of balls
I got drive, I never really gave a f*ck bout peace of mind, I'm too alive
Bags are in and under eyes, okay, you know it's do or die
Too much on my plate, I guess I got a f*ckin' appetite
My ex became a model, guess I'm not her f*ckin' prototype
Seven years have passed and I'm still on her mind, I'm doin' fine
Me, myself, and I think that we found a wife, believe the hype
They cut me from the track, so I redrew the f*ckin' finish line
And all this work been paying off, it's giving me the butterflies, yeah
Couldn't kill momentum even if you tried, yeah
Couldn't change direction, I'm your satellite, yeah
Falling but I'm higher than the f*ckin' sky, yeah
Mirror, mirror, tell me who been working harder day and night
And who don't give it up until he get it right
Tell me how to tell the family I'mma be alright
Tell me even though the window and the money's tight, I only need a mic
I could never fake it till I make it, that's some bad advice
That'll be the day that I do this shit for the Insta-likes
Deactivated socials until I drop this on Spotify
My mind been a motor, I keep it offline in overdrive
Living off balance, I pray my liver can manage
Thought I'd need a challenge, it turns out it's doing damage
I've been f*cked around and it turned me into a savage
I've been out of pocket, under pressure like I'm Patrick Mahomes
Yeah, this a different level that I tapped into
Dependent on an outlet ever since I hung up running shoes
Sleeping on the kid, yeah that's nothing new so hit the snooze
A satellite is dropping and they'll wake up when they hear the news