Dyse - ...All I Gotta Say Lyrics

Life is like a big black ball of shit
N the more i look around I wanna call it quits
Oh someone spit that line before, you altered it
Well shit, maybe that'll get my f*cking songs some hits
Listen to my rhythm, who you kiddin', I'm a hitter
But my numbers low, my chequing broke
And this shit ain't bring figures
I'm addicted to the feeling
Like I only spit with swishers
But the second that the smoke away I'm only left with mirrors
I've worked and wrote my hands to the goddamn bone
Lost a full length tape when I broke my damn phone
But I persevered, and now I'm here, I still can't cope
With the fact that I was f*cking here last year is this a joke?
I've seen straight trash motherf*ckers just pass me by
And all the garbage on your radios, y'all all gladly buy
You gimme one sample of substance and I'll happily try
Every f*cking drug on the earth just to f*cking pass me by

(All I gotta say) I'm ready just to call it quits
All the pain I keep inside I sleep with all of it
On my mind, all the time now I'm faltering
And I'm runnin outta words for these songs I sing

I even have trouble dreamin'
Now at times when I been sleepin'
It's a nightmarish hellhole full of smoke and demons
Most nights I lie awake, I shut my eyes I stop seein'
This shit keeps me up all night as if something always creepin'
See a pair of legions eyes lookin' through the window peepin'
My mind is paralyzed/ Shocks my spine, I'm not breathin'
What the f*ck is happening, I know this is not me and
I want this shit to end but where's the light I can't see it
Now I deal with all this but still my focus is you
I know I'm a lost cause but my story is true
I pray that one single kid relates, I'm hoping it's soon
I'm sick of seein' this potential wind up dead on the news
If you dealin with some problems and you can't make em meet
Just listen to my music and then surely you'll see
That other people go through shit that you can't even believe
Like how I'm tryin to inspire yall but can't even sleep
So all I gotta say is I'm ready now I'm gunnin It up
I got a handful of chance and I ain't f*ckin it up
Every hand im all in/nothing's evers enough
I'd rather try and have nothing than have it all and be stuck