It's like a, it's like a royal purple
Back and forth
Shit just plays with my head
I am so cold like I'm caught in the freeze (So cold)
Honestly, I don't know what's wrong with me
Rappin' right over the alphabet
The way that I spit overseas (C's)
Always would play so hard to get
Never gon' love you with ease (sorry)
I'm a one man band on a hunt for keys
With nothin' to lose and you don't wanna mess with me
I'm one in the crew and I don't really wanna speak (hush)
Some days I wake up and I don't wanna breathe
Some days I wake up and I just wanna leave
This depression is stressin' and crushin'
It's really the end of discussion
It's somethin' I stomach inside like a punishment
To the point that I just think I am lovin' it
I do not know what will come of it (I don't)
I wish I could let go of some of it (I won't)
I feel like I do not exist
I feel like I wouldn't be missed
I'm feelin' like life is a trick
Disguised as a bitch like a knife on my ribs
So I'm fightin' to live but I'll die in a bit (Die in a bit)
Just give me a minute (Just give me a minute)
And I'll die in a bit (And I'll die in a bit, and I'll die in a bit)
Wanna go back to the ones that know me
Float right back to old days of Oak Street
Me, E, and Joey doin' dirt with lowkey
So broken, please don't approach me
No, I won't fold when I go with police
I move real slow when I go with no sleep
A little Bo Peep but I roll with no sheep
The harder I dig out this hole, the more I see dirt (More I see dirt)
The more that I try to find love, the more that I hurt (The more that I hurt)
The more that I'm catchin' the win, the more that I work (It's true)
These colors are stuck in my head
It feels like a gift and a curse
Honestly, I don't really have no patience
Double guess scrappin' every song I'm makin'
Hate my cadence, keep the four people that play me waitin', huh
Close my eyes, it's somethin' I see
Play this music, it's runnin' with me
I touch the beats like Braille, I used to be for sale
Learned more on my own, all my teachers failed
Had no house and home, was movin' like a snail
Now I'm on the go (that's right), 'cause what I speak is real
elon musk [trojan.exe] Video (MV)
Performed By: Mister K.A.
Language: English
Length: 2:33
Written by: Kristopher Richardson, Mister K.A.
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It's like a, it's like a royal purple
Back and forth
Shit just plays with my head
I am so cold like I'm caught in the freeze (So cold)
Honestly, I don't know what's wrong with me
Rappin' right over the alphabet
The way that I spit overseas (C's)
Always would play so hard to get
Never gon' love you with ease (sorry)
I'm a one man band on a hunt for keys
With nothin' to lose and you don't wanna mess with me
I'm one in the crew and I don't really wanna speak (hush)
Some days I wake up and I don't wanna breathe
Some days I wake up and I just wanna leave
This depression is stressin' and crushin'
It's really the end of discussion
It's somethin' I stomach inside like a punishment
To the point that I just think I am lovin' it
I do not know what will come of it (I don't)
I wish I could let go of some of it (I won't)
I feel like I do not exist
I feel like I wouldn't be missed
I'm feelin' like life is a trick
Disguised as a bitch like a knife on my ribs
So I'm fightin' to live but I'll die in a bit (Die in a bit)
Just give me a minute (Just give me a minute)
And I'll die in a bit (And I'll die in a bit, and I'll die in a bit)
Wanna go back to the ones that know me
Float right back to old days of Oak Street
Me, E, and Joey doin' dirt with lowkey
So broken, please don't approach me
No, I won't fold when I go with police
I move real slow when I go with no sleep
A little Bo Peep but I roll with no sheep
The harder I dig out this hole, the more I see dirt (More I see dirt)
The more that I try to find love, the more that I hurt (The more that I hurt)
The more that I'm catchin' the win, the more that I work (It's true)
These colors are stuck in my head
It feels like a gift and a curse
Honestly, I don't really have no patience
Double guess scrappin' every song I'm makin'
Hate my cadence, keep the four people that play me waitin', huh
Close my eyes, it's somethin' I see
Play this music, it's runnin' with me
I touch the beats like Braille, I used to be for sale
Learned more on my own, all my teachers failed
Had no house and home, was movin' like a snail
Now I'm on the go (that's right), 'cause what I speak is real
Back and forth
Shit just plays with my head
I am so cold like I'm caught in the freeze (So cold)
Honestly, I don't know what's wrong with me
Rappin' right over the alphabet
The way that I spit overseas (C's)
Always would play so hard to get
Never gon' love you with ease (sorry)
I'm a one man band on a hunt for keys
With nothin' to lose and you don't wanna mess with me
I'm one in the crew and I don't really wanna speak (hush)
Some days I wake up and I don't wanna breathe
Some days I wake up and I just wanna leave
This depression is stressin' and crushin'
It's really the end of discussion
It's somethin' I stomach inside like a punishment
To the point that I just think I am lovin' it
I do not know what will come of it (I don't)
I wish I could let go of some of it (I won't)
I feel like I do not exist
I feel like I wouldn't be missed
I'm feelin' like life is a trick
Disguised as a bitch like a knife on my ribs
So I'm fightin' to live but I'll die in a bit (Die in a bit)
Just give me a minute (Just give me a minute)
And I'll die in a bit (And I'll die in a bit, and I'll die in a bit)
Wanna go back to the ones that know me
Float right back to old days of Oak Street
Me, E, and Joey doin' dirt with lowkey
So broken, please don't approach me
No, I won't fold when I go with police
I move real slow when I go with no sleep
A little Bo Peep but I roll with no sheep
The harder I dig out this hole, the more I see dirt (More I see dirt)
The more that I try to find love, the more that I hurt (The more that I hurt)
The more that I'm catchin' the win, the more that I work (It's true)
These colors are stuck in my head
It feels like a gift and a curse
Honestly, I don't really have no patience
Double guess scrappin' every song I'm makin'
Hate my cadence, keep the four people that play me waitin', huh
Close my eyes, it's somethin' I see
Play this music, it's runnin' with me
I touch the beats like Braille, I used to be for sale
Learned more on my own, all my teachers failed
Had no house and home, was movin' like a snail
Now I'm on the go (that's right), 'cause what I speak is real
Writer: Kristopher Richardson, Mister K.A.
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave