Rap Man Gavin - Unstable Lyrics

Got a couple homies I would die for today
I've been f*cked up, need a ride for the day
Call my day ones blood, they all f*cking stayed
All my gods died and my strife went away

Come through the front and you back with the bullshit
Half past eleven, it's over, we knew it
Cut to right now got a crush on new girl
She's got a man, sort of like you did
Back with the raps and I'm killing it partly
Leading the line like I'm Kylian Mbappe
I could eat rappers on platters I'm starving
Calling up Alec, we acid dissolving
Lifted from quarter past five til I die
Wake up, I'm reborn, I'm trying to revive
I got shakes and they see it they ask if I'm alright
I'm fine, not every day's been a fight
Panic attack my whole way through the cracks
Three Stacks in the back just to keep me on track
I don't need to relax, I got pills to do that
I got debt I can't pay cause addiction is wack
Facts! Don't ever f*ck with me
I am unstable
I got a lot of weed
All on my table
I cannot find my keys
Life is a fable
This ain't a race my G
There are no angels

Know a couple phonies who chase clout every day
My spine stays strong, a couple of friends fade
Thinking about them I'm f*cking glad they didn't stay
Swore to God I'd never eye them again
Got a couple of homies I would die for today
I been f*cked up need a ride for the day
Call my day ones blood they all f*cking stayed
All my gods died and my strife went away

Tab on my tongue again
Wasting my money on clarity
Vanity vanishes lavishly
I found peace in a gram of some battered green
Let the latter be who I have to be
No sobriety couldn't do shit for me
All the self-help didn't work for me
But then I started f*cking working for me
Then we started something worthy homie
F*ck it I'm talking a lot
But you thought rap was just the Jordan's and glocks
Awfully mimically
You think you throwing important shots, but we avoid and pop
Out in the scene now we all in the block
It's tense in air and my lenses is hot
But violence never been a thing that I got
So I stop
Lyrically I am military
I don't f*ck with the war but got war on my ankles
Physically I am really weak
With my slave feet, I move forward, I've had it
The inner me's on a mission see
But now I see obstacles I cannot handle
I call up all my niggas G
They like, homie you got this
You Rocky, you Rambo
Where my fans though
In a band yo
It's a sham though
We steal money from charity cans bro
I got Lucy got Mary got Alice though
I just think that some rap is a fallacy though
You could back me or back up the radio
Why would you want them to play you though
I've seen rappers acting like a baby yo
Think they Milo but sounding so desperate for plays though
Like who gives a f*ck about plays bro?
Shit is fuego
Runaway yo
Like who gives a f*ck about plays yo
They like, homie you got this
You Rocky, you Rambo