I'm disgusted by this place always dark as f*ck like space
How I'm walking till this day I'm distracted by these stars saying
I can make it far, if I try that's a lie
That's mother F*cken lie I've been trying most my life
I might give up anytime, all this stress got me feeling
Like I'm wasting F*cken time, I've been working damn hard
But nobody listens with they heart
Must be my music, probably not the right form of art
I've been dying for the fame
I must be going insane
Cause I'm tryna sell my pain
After this I take back what I F*cken say
Yea my music got me stressing I should just give up right now
Because every time I think about it just trips me out
We all got a life to live but mine ain't really been living
It's just full of rapper rivalry, lots of things stoppin me
Lots of thoughts Been hurting, like I'm trash like I'm wack
Like I'm F*cken this and that I don't got no Time for rats
But they keep on coming back I've been stuck deep in my past
I just want a platinum plaque
I won't ever make that track I'm just so garbage
Sike Bitch, I won't ever have to flex about some diamond shit
I just need my lyrics, that's what's gonna make me hits
Oh you think I'm joking but I don't f*ck with them tricks, I just barely started
What chu thought, I was gonna quit
Now I'm on the rising and I got a secret hit
Let's just keep that low key If you say that I got no flow
Then you can try and test me
I've been wasting time on theses snakes F*cken lately
They think that they words got me crying while I'm aching
Well I'm sorry for y'all that shit did not faze me
Imma run up in yo crib f*ck yo damn safety
Got the homie skizzy with the AK trust me you don't wanna hate
You a hater like you Hayden homie you know I'm just playin
I just clownin like I'm crusty the clown give me my crown
Cause I'm coming to you town, listen to my mother F*cken sound
Self doubt. had a lot of downs in my route
But I'm proud, now I got my very own music my own sound
Used to be stuck but then I came I came around
Self doubt... used to have 2 fans now
I got a crowd used to have no fans look at me now
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I'm disgusted by this place always dark as f*ck like space
How I'm walking till this day I'm distracted by these stars saying
I can make it far, if I try that's a lie
That's mother F*cken lie I've been trying most my life
I might give up anytime, all this stress got me feeling
Like I'm wasting F*cken time, I've been working damn hard
But nobody listens with they heart
Must be my music, probably not the right form of art
I've been dying for the fame
I must be going insane
Cause I'm tryna sell my pain
After this I take back what I F*cken say
Yea my music got me stressing I should just give up right now
Because every time I think about it just trips me out
We all got a life to live but mine ain't really been living
It's just full of rapper rivalry, lots of things stoppin me
Lots of thoughts Been hurting, like I'm trash like I'm wack
Like I'm F*cken this and that I don't got no Time for rats
But they keep on coming back I've been stuck deep in my past
I just want a platinum plaque
I won't ever make that track I'm just so garbage
Sike Bitch, I won't ever have to flex about some diamond shit
I just need my lyrics, that's what's gonna make me hits
Oh you think I'm joking but I don't f*ck with them tricks, I just barely started
What chu thought, I was gonna quit
Now I'm on the rising and I got a secret hit
Let's just keep that low key If you say that I got no flow
Then you can try and test me
I've been wasting time on theses snakes F*cken lately
They think that they words got me crying while I'm aching
Well I'm sorry for y'all that shit did not faze me
Imma run up in yo crib f*ck yo damn safety
Got the homie skizzy with the AK trust me you don't wanna hate
You a hater like you Hayden homie you know I'm just playin
I just clownin like I'm crusty the clown give me my crown
Cause I'm coming to you town, listen to my mother F*cken sound
Self doubt. had a lot of downs in my route
But I'm proud, now I got my very own music my own sound
Used to be stuck but then I came I came around
Self doubt... used to have 2 fans now
I got a crowd used to have no fans look at me now
How I'm walking till this day I'm distracted by these stars saying
I can make it far, if I try that's a lie
That's mother F*cken lie I've been trying most my life
I might give up anytime, all this stress got me feeling
Like I'm wasting F*cken time, I've been working damn hard
But nobody listens with they heart
Must be my music, probably not the right form of art
I've been dying for the fame
I must be going insane
Cause I'm tryna sell my pain
After this I take back what I F*cken say
Yea my music got me stressing I should just give up right now
Because every time I think about it just trips me out
We all got a life to live but mine ain't really been living
It's just full of rapper rivalry, lots of things stoppin me
Lots of thoughts Been hurting, like I'm trash like I'm wack
Like I'm F*cken this and that I don't got no Time for rats
But they keep on coming back I've been stuck deep in my past
I just want a platinum plaque
I won't ever make that track I'm just so garbage
Sike Bitch, I won't ever have to flex about some diamond shit
I just need my lyrics, that's what's gonna make me hits
Oh you think I'm joking but I don't f*ck with them tricks, I just barely started
What chu thought, I was gonna quit
Now I'm on the rising and I got a secret hit
Let's just keep that low key If you say that I got no flow
Then you can try and test me
I've been wasting time on theses snakes F*cken lately
They think that they words got me crying while I'm aching
Well I'm sorry for y'all that shit did not faze me
Imma run up in yo crib f*ck yo damn safety
Got the homie skizzy with the AK trust me you don't wanna hate
You a hater like you Hayden homie you know I'm just playin
I just clownin like I'm crusty the clown give me my crown
Cause I'm coming to you town, listen to my mother F*cken sound
Self doubt. had a lot of downs in my route
But I'm proud, now I got my very own music my own sound
Used to be stuck but then I came I came around
Self doubt... used to have 2 fans now
I got a crowd used to have no fans look at me now
Writer: Victor Villegas
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