Hunter Dane - Afraid (feat. Tee) Lyrics

I ain't no gangsta but I rep the west side
Never taken no life 'cause I wanna live mine
Done with challenging 'cause I don't want no more fights
Finished with getting caught f*cking around, crossing a line
I'm so tired of fronting facades so I don't look off
I been living days knowing pain I caused
It's a f*cking war outside, but my headphones on
I'm just blaring some shit, tryna rap about love
But how can I do that when I lose it so quick?
I last long, but I don't talk enough for them to stick
Questioning my character, I been lost in the abyss
Only conclusion I've come to is that life's a bitch
I've been deep in my thoughts wondering what's happened to me
Trip down memory lane, who did I think I'm fooling?
My image consists of greatness, but I've been unhappy
Apologize for my decisions, i need to think for a second
I'm just tryna be real in a fake world
Woke mothaf*ckas don't know the details
Lemme get a lil bit of something that don't kill
As long as it can give me something that I can feel
I said I'm just tryna be real in a fake world
Woke mothaf*ckas don't know the details
Lemme get a lil bit of something that don't kill
A s long as it can give me something that I can feel, look
Cash, cash, cash, ca-cash
Cash, cash, money on the gram
Fast, fast, speeding like the
I got the mothaf*ckin' Glock in the dash
Cash, cash, cash, ca-cash
Cash, cash, money on the gram
Fast, fast, speeding like the
I got the mothaf*ckin' Glock in the dash
I feel like pain became inferior
Know that I'm the man, but I truly don't feel superior
The inside counts, inside out, I did some things they still not 'bout
I need to work on my interior
'Cause see, struggling became a competition
Everybody's got they own thing, of course the opposition
I been that lone wolf, I can't plan to stop pursuing
F*ck, I'm aiming for the stars, but I keep landing on the moon
I'm too raw
And I'll never be no commodity
And honestly they lie when they told me that they gon' ride for me
To be the greatest ever, I give everything I got in me
They wannabes, but I'ma be everything that I gotta be
To let me wind up, best believe that it's a deal
Money couldn't mend the root of scars, they never seem to heal
An X-Ray, couldn't tell them how I feel
They could talk for all I care but let me tell them something real, Tee
I'm just tryna be real in a fake world
Woke mothaf*ckas don't know the details
Lemme get a lil bit of something that don't kill
As long as it can give me something that I can feel
I said I'm just tryna be real in a fake world
Woke mothaf*ckas don't know the details
Lemme get a lil bit of something that don't kill
A s long as it can give me something that I can feel, look
Cash, cash, cash, ca-cash
Cash, cash, money on the gram
Fast, fast, speeding like the
I got the mothaf*ckin' Glock in the dash
Cash, cash, cash, ca-cash
Cash, cash, money on the gram
Fast, fast, speeding like the
I got the mothaf*ckin' Glock in the dash