Like a f*cking sewer yea they don't wanna get into it
My heart is dark and dirty like a f*cking sewer
Yea yea they don't wanna get into
They don't none with me uh they don't war with a nigga like me
They don't wanna get into it yea they don't want none with a nigga like
Check I say I'm nothing but a nigga cuz I've given up on seeing myself as more and living up to
His expectations feels like this isn't what I signed up for
I signed up for and all the letters to the sky that I've written up
Are falling down cuz angels have ripped them up. I see the glasses half empty but I'm asking for a different cup, a different cup
One of the homies say that I'm fixed as f*ck and I can't change my perspective. I seen the light at the end of the tunnel but that's a train picking up
F*ck, that's a train picking up and my vices say outrunning me is like outrunning death. I don't break down in tears, I don't break down and stress
I know my future in some years. I'm surprised I'm not scared and I know God got me and I should've been dead
And I know niggas plotting to keep a shovel instead of a level head. They terrified I might level they head
I can't sever ties that I never ever had. They draw a knives to draw my blood but bitch I never ever bled and I put that on the Bible that I never ever read
I told myself I got time, I pick it up later. God calling on my phone, I pick it up later. I'm on the phone with my vices and I'm running up data
Call me a liar, I really can't say much to defend it. misplaced desires, every week my mind has new tenant
Thoughts open if anybody wants to rent it. At least my rap shit like my acne. Hoe I don't have a blemish in this rap shit
I'm gifted, it feels like it's given. verses feeling like they written, I'm just reciting them
Verses feeling like they trying to kill me and I'm just surviving them. my pens that deadly, your ends that deadly
Got friends that's ready to spill the guts in your belly. It's that messy, bitch don't sweat me, bitch don't let me
Fall deep into my ways, I keep on forgetting and falling fast and the weight is heavy that I carry on my shoulders
I'm not ready for my end, my composure is going out the window
My confidence descending like a hard fall
I'm not reaching out to anyone, check my call log. I'm ready to go against anyone when it pops off
I got a handle on my life like hot sauce. I drop the ball and I get defensive when my name ain't called or never mentioned
I speak loud and clear so you niggas better listen. I kick niggas out of here when they lack persistence
Say you keep the gat well, you lack precision. bitches wonder why I keep my distance
She say you either treating me or you're tricking. And if it wasn't for rap, I'd be home invading like my big bro
Not only that, I'd be crazy or schizo. searching for acceptance, I ain't get it from the get-go
Some dark nights, some niggas go batshit crazy without a signal
I say I'm nothing but a nigga cause I've given up on redemption. A revolving door that didn't shut, it's eating away at me
Shit, I guess it's lunch. Shit, I guess it's lunch. F*ck
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Like a f*cking sewer yea they don't wanna get into it
My heart is dark and dirty like a f*cking sewer
Yea yea they don't wanna get into
They don't none with me uh they don't war with a nigga like me
They don't wanna get into it yea they don't want none with a nigga like
Check I say I'm nothing but a nigga cuz I've given up on seeing myself as more and living up to
His expectations feels like this isn't what I signed up for
I signed up for and all the letters to the sky that I've written up
Are falling down cuz angels have ripped them up. I see the glasses half empty but I'm asking for a different cup, a different cup
One of the homies say that I'm fixed as f*ck and I can't change my perspective. I seen the light at the end of the tunnel but that's a train picking up
F*ck, that's a train picking up and my vices say outrunning me is like outrunning death. I don't break down in tears, I don't break down and stress
I know my future in some years. I'm surprised I'm not scared and I know God got me and I should've been dead
And I know niggas plotting to keep a shovel instead of a level head. They terrified I might level they head
I can't sever ties that I never ever had. They draw a knives to draw my blood but bitch I never ever bled and I put that on the Bible that I never ever read
I told myself I got time, I pick it up later. God calling on my phone, I pick it up later. I'm on the phone with my vices and I'm running up data
Call me a liar, I really can't say much to defend it. misplaced desires, every week my mind has new tenant
Thoughts open if anybody wants to rent it. At least my rap shit like my acne. Hoe I don't have a blemish in this rap shit
I'm gifted, it feels like it's given. verses feeling like they written, I'm just reciting them
Verses feeling like they trying to kill me and I'm just surviving them. my pens that deadly, your ends that deadly
Got friends that's ready to spill the guts in your belly. It's that messy, bitch don't sweat me, bitch don't let me
Fall deep into my ways, I keep on forgetting and falling fast and the weight is heavy that I carry on my shoulders
I'm not ready for my end, my composure is going out the window
My confidence descending like a hard fall
I'm not reaching out to anyone, check my call log. I'm ready to go against anyone when it pops off
I got a handle on my life like hot sauce. I drop the ball and I get defensive when my name ain't called or never mentioned
I speak loud and clear so you niggas better listen. I kick niggas out of here when they lack persistence
Say you keep the gat well, you lack precision. bitches wonder why I keep my distance
She say you either treating me or you're tricking. And if it wasn't for rap, I'd be home invading like my big bro
Not only that, I'd be crazy or schizo. searching for acceptance, I ain't get it from the get-go
Some dark nights, some niggas go batshit crazy without a signal
I say I'm nothing but a nigga cause I've given up on redemption. A revolving door that didn't shut, it's eating away at me
Shit, I guess it's lunch. Shit, I guess it's lunch. F*ck
My heart is dark and dirty like a f*cking sewer
Yea yea they don't wanna get into
They don't none with me uh they don't war with a nigga like me
They don't wanna get into it yea they don't want none with a nigga like
Check I say I'm nothing but a nigga cuz I've given up on seeing myself as more and living up to
His expectations feels like this isn't what I signed up for
I signed up for and all the letters to the sky that I've written up
Are falling down cuz angels have ripped them up. I see the glasses half empty but I'm asking for a different cup, a different cup
One of the homies say that I'm fixed as f*ck and I can't change my perspective. I seen the light at the end of the tunnel but that's a train picking up
F*ck, that's a train picking up and my vices say outrunning me is like outrunning death. I don't break down in tears, I don't break down and stress
I know my future in some years. I'm surprised I'm not scared and I know God got me and I should've been dead
And I know niggas plotting to keep a shovel instead of a level head. They terrified I might level they head
I can't sever ties that I never ever had. They draw a knives to draw my blood but bitch I never ever bled and I put that on the Bible that I never ever read
I told myself I got time, I pick it up later. God calling on my phone, I pick it up later. I'm on the phone with my vices and I'm running up data
Call me a liar, I really can't say much to defend it. misplaced desires, every week my mind has new tenant
Thoughts open if anybody wants to rent it. At least my rap shit like my acne. Hoe I don't have a blemish in this rap shit
I'm gifted, it feels like it's given. verses feeling like they written, I'm just reciting them
Verses feeling like they trying to kill me and I'm just surviving them. my pens that deadly, your ends that deadly
Got friends that's ready to spill the guts in your belly. It's that messy, bitch don't sweat me, bitch don't let me
Fall deep into my ways, I keep on forgetting and falling fast and the weight is heavy that I carry on my shoulders
I'm not ready for my end, my composure is going out the window
My confidence descending like a hard fall
I'm not reaching out to anyone, check my call log. I'm ready to go against anyone when it pops off
I got a handle on my life like hot sauce. I drop the ball and I get defensive when my name ain't called or never mentioned
I speak loud and clear so you niggas better listen. I kick niggas out of here when they lack persistence
Say you keep the gat well, you lack precision. bitches wonder why I keep my distance
She say you either treating me or you're tricking. And if it wasn't for rap, I'd be home invading like my big bro
Not only that, I'd be crazy or schizo. searching for acceptance, I ain't get it from the get-go
Some dark nights, some niggas go batshit crazy without a signal
I say I'm nothing but a nigga cause I've given up on redemption. A revolving door that didn't shut, it's eating away at me
Shit, I guess it's lunch. Shit, I guess it's lunch. F*ck
Writer: Romero Rhodes
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