Little boy tryna make it in the world
Little boy tryna make it in the world
Little boy tryna make it in the world
Little boy tryna make it in the world
And all these people got me thinking bout the reason
That I go and try to shut myself out
And in the speakers they can tell me that it's easy
No concern about my own mental health
And ya the pressures not a lot but it's impossible
To wake up feeling good on a Sunday
I told my people I'd be back in just a while
But that was years ago and I don't show no face
Little boy tryna make it in the world
Little boy tryna make it in the world
Little boy tryna make it in the world
Little boy tryna make it in the world
Another season has me tripping bout the reason
That I'm barely getting up off the couch
I tried to reach 'em but the people up in space
We're using up all of the signal I got
And now the pressures cookin' up and now it's probably
I'm waking up with her on a Sunday
I hope the people know I'm missin' 'em and reasons that I'm
Off and gone are never about them
Little boy tryna make it in the world
Little boy tryna make it in the world
Little boy tryna make it in the world
Little boy tryna make it in the world
Did I fall too far, from the tree up there
Am I too far now, to turn around
Did I fall too far, from the tree up there
Am I too far now, to turn around
Did I fall too far, from the tree up there
Am I too far now, to turn around
Did I fall too far, from the tree up there
Am I too far now, to turn around