What's really getting out fo hand
So much going that I couldn't take a glance
Part of me defeated and depressed while my break throughs
Bottled up my stress
I was far in a jam then my premises flooded
More turn arounds than a cul da sac
My actions never passive
Loud mouth like Kel said he needed all that
Vegetable grease pops and tips from sold soda
Flipping empanadas to selling government owned dope
Fired cuz my sadness reeked of no control
Next day from serving eighths to selling bouquets
Had to move on because my life was getting knee deep
Repeats being recorded over memories
Minimal will speak but I do so you see it
Which way is which when I scattered for a fix
Is there something that I missed
If my love ain't enough then help me god I need strength
Is it something that I did
Is it something that I missed
In the past that cause me an unclear shift
Sidaka - Grief Grip Lyrics
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What's really getting out fo hand
So much going that I couldn't take a glance
Part of me defeated and depressed while my break throughs
Bottled up my stress
I was far in a jam then my premises flooded
More turn arounds than a cul da sac
My actions never passive
Loud mouth like Kel said he needed all that
Vegetable grease pops and tips from sold soda
Flipping empanadas to selling government owned dope
Fired cuz my sadness reeked of no control
Next day from serving eighths to selling bouquets
Had to move on because my life was getting knee deep
Repeats being recorded over memories
Minimal will speak but I do so you see it
Which way is which when I scattered for a fix
Is there something that I missed
If my love ain't enough then help me god I need strength
Is it something that I did
Is it something that I missed
In the past that cause me an unclear shift
So much going that I couldn't take a glance
Part of me defeated and depressed while my break throughs
Bottled up my stress
I was far in a jam then my premises flooded
More turn arounds than a cul da sac
My actions never passive
Loud mouth like Kel said he needed all that
Vegetable grease pops and tips from sold soda
Flipping empanadas to selling government owned dope
Fired cuz my sadness reeked of no control
Next day from serving eighths to selling bouquets
Had to move on because my life was getting knee deep
Repeats being recorded over memories
Minimal will speak but I do so you see it
Which way is which when I scattered for a fix
Is there something that I missed
If my love ain't enough then help me god I need strength
Is it something that I did
Is it something that I missed
In the past that cause me an unclear shift
Writer: Jalen Dixon
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