I'm back
Did anyone miss me
They said that this music shit
Would be tricky
I'm going up and
They still trynna trip me
Gotta girl by my side
She knows what it is and
She with me
Not gonna fall cause I got a Whole city
Tired of riding with nothing but pennies
I do not have to ride with a semi
For you to give me 3 likes
Then try to forget me
What's wrong with you Nate?
I know that you got a lot on your Plate
And your tired of living with the Stress
And the hate
Say that your fine but come on
Don't lie to my face
Don't talk to me
Trying to hide how your feeling
Cause I was with you since the Beginning
Don't walk away when I talk
Let me finish
Cause I'm trynna help you
Your just trynna fear me
Music is my life
This is what it's like
To be in my head
I tell you what I'm thinking
But I think if it wasn't for music
Then I'd probably be dead
Listen to that
You know what I said
Go to my room
And I sit on my bed
Write and record some new Lyrics
Then record it again
Death just stands on my porch
Knocks on the window
Then bangs on the door
He ask me if imma kill it this Time
I ask him
Do you see the blood on the Floors?
I look for the music
It's hard to record it
Don't ask me no questions
I'm just being honest
If I said it I mean it
God damn it
I promise
I hope that you seen this
Don't detach from your harness
I feel like shit
Don't wanna wake up in the Morning
Try to be unique
Cause I don't wanna be normal
I'm tired of hearing it
Who are you calling?
I don't need a therapist
They doing the most
When they hearing this
I'm hearing foot steps
He's here again
Walks to the door
He's gotta be arrogant
He listens to my music
Then calls me so Ignorant
I don't care what you think of it
Write another comment
And tell me what you think it is
Me trying to face to these people
Is different
It's hard to be happy
It feels like I'm cursed
It's hard to be clean
When you came from the dirt
I try to be fine but
My pains getting worse
What's the matter Nate
You starting to hurt?
"Shut up"
Don't talk to me like that
Better learn your manners
Don't pick up the phone cause
Depression calls and fear answers
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English
I'm back
Did anyone miss me
They said that this music shit
Would be tricky
I'm going up and
They still trynna trip me
Gotta girl by my side
She knows what it is and
She with me
Not gonna fall cause I got a Whole city
Tired of riding with nothing but pennies
I do not have to ride with a semi
For you to give me 3 likes
Then try to forget me
What's wrong with you Nate?
I know that you got a lot on your Plate
And your tired of living with the Stress
And the hate
Say that your fine but come on
Don't lie to my face
Don't talk to me
Trying to hide how your feeling
Cause I was with you since the Beginning
Don't walk away when I talk
Let me finish
Cause I'm trynna help you
Your just trynna fear me
Music is my life
This is what it's like
To be in my head
I tell you what I'm thinking
But I think if it wasn't for music
Then I'd probably be dead
Listen to that
You know what I said
Go to my room
And I sit on my bed
Write and record some new Lyrics
Then record it again
Death just stands on my porch
Knocks on the window
Then bangs on the door
He ask me if imma kill it this Time
I ask him
Do you see the blood on the Floors?
I look for the music
It's hard to record it
Don't ask me no questions
I'm just being honest
If I said it I mean it
God damn it
I promise
I hope that you seen this
Don't detach from your harness
I feel like shit
Don't wanna wake up in the Morning
Try to be unique
Cause I don't wanna be normal
I'm tired of hearing it
Who are you calling?
I don't need a therapist
They doing the most
When they hearing this
I'm hearing foot steps
He's here again
Walks to the door
He's gotta be arrogant
He listens to my music
Then calls me so Ignorant
I don't care what you think of it
Write another comment
And tell me what you think it is
Me trying to face to these people
Is different
It's hard to be happy
It feels like I'm cursed
It's hard to be clean
When you came from the dirt
I try to be fine but
My pains getting worse
What's the matter Nate
You starting to hurt?
"Shut up"
Don't talk to me like that
Better learn your manners
Don't pick up the phone cause
Depression calls and fear answers
Did anyone miss me
They said that this music shit
Would be tricky
I'm going up and
They still trynna trip me
Gotta girl by my side
She knows what it is and
She with me
Not gonna fall cause I got a Whole city
Tired of riding with nothing but pennies
I do not have to ride with a semi
For you to give me 3 likes
Then try to forget me
What's wrong with you Nate?
I know that you got a lot on your Plate
And your tired of living with the Stress
And the hate
Say that your fine but come on
Don't lie to my face
Don't talk to me
Trying to hide how your feeling
Cause I was with you since the Beginning
Don't walk away when I talk
Let me finish
Cause I'm trynna help you
Your just trynna fear me
Music is my life
This is what it's like
To be in my head
I tell you what I'm thinking
But I think if it wasn't for music
Then I'd probably be dead
Listen to that
You know what I said
Go to my room
And I sit on my bed
Write and record some new Lyrics
Then record it again
Death just stands on my porch
Knocks on the window
Then bangs on the door
He ask me if imma kill it this Time
I ask him
Do you see the blood on the Floors?
I look for the music
It's hard to record it
Don't ask me no questions
I'm just being honest
If I said it I mean it
God damn it
I promise
I hope that you seen this
Don't detach from your harness
I feel like shit
Don't wanna wake up in the Morning
Try to be unique
Cause I don't wanna be normal
I'm tired of hearing it
Who are you calling?
I don't need a therapist
They doing the most
When they hearing this
I'm hearing foot steps
He's here again
Walks to the door
He's gotta be arrogant
He listens to my music
Then calls me so Ignorant
I don't care what you think of it
Write another comment
And tell me what you think it is
Me trying to face to these people
Is different
It's hard to be happy
It feels like I'm cursed
It's hard to be clean
When you came from the dirt
I try to be fine but
My pains getting worse
What's the matter Nate
You starting to hurt?
"Shut up"
Don't talk to me like that
Better learn your manners
Don't pick up the phone cause
Depression calls and fear answers
Writer: Nathaniel Damron
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid