As I work my ass off
To make it happen for myself
I find me feeling just
A little way too overwhelmed
Got my hand in every jar
Trying not to ask for help
But realizing that I cannot
Do this by myself
I try
To make it seem like I'm okay
But deeper in my mind
I'm tryna hide away the pain, yeah
Tryna make it
Sound like I ain't
Too caught up in the work
And that I'm staying in my lane
F*ck the money and fame
I said it from the beginning
I do it for the love and change
Make you see my feelings
And make you feel your own
And see nobody is superior
That a human is a human
And love is love and there's
Nothing realer
These days we fear a cop
As much as we fear criminals
Thinking about it now
Man I see no f*cking difference
I mean we used to think our only hope
Is turning to our preachers
But now it's like our belief
Lies within a dealer
Cuz' 5 grams is more numbing
Than a bible verse
And the high you feel makes
More sense than the pastors words
Cuz f*ck it seems it's
The only thing that works
My sedated mind state
Is less chaotic than the church
Cuz they made that shit
A business now
So tax that bitch
Send me a credit card
Boy, I'll max that shit
Cuz I got Jay's
I've been dreaming bout
And ways I've been
Thinking bout
To get myself away
From my Past and shit
So Lets get past this shit
And show some love in this bitch
I've been day dreaming
Staring out the class and shit
Like I don't need to be here
Man I f*cking hate this school
Can't pay no mind to math
If this is all I wanna do
And tell me
What do these damn grades even prove?
I'm a genius with these words
Even if I'm stupid to you
This song's for the
Nigga that's been bullying me too
I lived in f*cking fear
But that shit had you amused
You called me gay
Called me names
Laughed at me
Called me a fool
Threw me in the trash can
In ninth grade
Yeah I remember that too
All the times you had your
Fist to my face
To show your niggas
You're cool
Nigga, f*ck you
Don't you f*cking touch me
I don't trust you
This shit is done homie
You're finished, you're through
Your entire damn clique
Is on my hit list too
Thank God I didn't shoot
As I work my ass off
To make it happen for myself
I find me feeling just
A little way too overwhelmed
Had my hand in every jar
I never tried to ask for help
Looking back and seeing
I couldn't do this by myself
I tried
To make it seem like I'm okay
But deeper in my mind
I tried to hide away the pain, yeah
Tried to make it
Sound like I ain't
Too caught up in the word
And that I stayed
In my lane
F*ck the money and fame
Izzy Lucid - Confession #1 Lyrics
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As I work my ass off
To make it happen for myself
I find me feeling just
A little way too overwhelmed
Got my hand in every jar
Trying not to ask for help
But realizing that I cannot
Do this by myself
I try
To make it seem like I'm okay
But deeper in my mind
I'm tryna hide away the pain, yeah
Tryna make it
Sound like I ain't
Too caught up in the work
And that I'm staying in my lane
F*ck the money and fame
I said it from the beginning
I do it for the love and change
Make you see my feelings
And make you feel your own
And see nobody is superior
That a human is a human
And love is love and there's
Nothing realer
These days we fear a cop
As much as we fear criminals
Thinking about it now
Man I see no f*cking difference
I mean we used to think our only hope
Is turning to our preachers
But now it's like our belief
Lies within a dealer
Cuz' 5 grams is more numbing
Than a bible verse
And the high you feel makes
More sense than the pastors words
Cuz f*ck it seems it's
The only thing that works
My sedated mind state
Is less chaotic than the church
Cuz they made that shit
A business now
So tax that bitch
Send me a credit card
Boy, I'll max that shit
Cuz I got Jay's
I've been dreaming bout
And ways I've been
Thinking bout
To get myself away
From my Past and shit
So Lets get past this shit
And show some love in this bitch
I've been day dreaming
Staring out the class and shit
Like I don't need to be here
Man I f*cking hate this school
Can't pay no mind to math
If this is all I wanna do
And tell me
What do these damn grades even prove?
I'm a genius with these words
Even if I'm stupid to you
This song's for the
Nigga that's been bullying me too
I lived in f*cking fear
But that shit had you amused
You called me gay
Called me names
Laughed at me
Called me a fool
Threw me in the trash can
In ninth grade
Yeah I remember that too
All the times you had your
Fist to my face
To show your niggas
You're cool
Nigga, f*ck you
Don't you f*cking touch me
I don't trust you
This shit is done homie
You're finished, you're through
Your entire damn clique
Is on my hit list too
Thank God I didn't shoot
As I work my ass off
To make it happen for myself
I find me feeling just
A little way too overwhelmed
Had my hand in every jar
I never tried to ask for help
Looking back and seeing
I couldn't do this by myself
I tried
To make it seem like I'm okay
But deeper in my mind
I tried to hide away the pain, yeah
Tried to make it
Sound like I ain't
Too caught up in the word
And that I stayed
In my lane
F*ck the money and fame
To make it happen for myself
I find me feeling just
A little way too overwhelmed
Got my hand in every jar
Trying not to ask for help
But realizing that I cannot
Do this by myself
I try
To make it seem like I'm okay
But deeper in my mind
I'm tryna hide away the pain, yeah
Tryna make it
Sound like I ain't
Too caught up in the work
And that I'm staying in my lane
F*ck the money and fame
I said it from the beginning
I do it for the love and change
Make you see my feelings
And make you feel your own
And see nobody is superior
That a human is a human
And love is love and there's
Nothing realer
These days we fear a cop
As much as we fear criminals
Thinking about it now
Man I see no f*cking difference
I mean we used to think our only hope
Is turning to our preachers
But now it's like our belief
Lies within a dealer
Cuz' 5 grams is more numbing
Than a bible verse
And the high you feel makes
More sense than the pastors words
Cuz f*ck it seems it's
The only thing that works
My sedated mind state
Is less chaotic than the church
Cuz they made that shit
A business now
So tax that bitch
Send me a credit card
Boy, I'll max that shit
Cuz I got Jay's
I've been dreaming bout
And ways I've been
Thinking bout
To get myself away
From my Past and shit
So Lets get past this shit
And show some love in this bitch
I've been day dreaming
Staring out the class and shit
Like I don't need to be here
Man I f*cking hate this school
Can't pay no mind to math
If this is all I wanna do
And tell me
What do these damn grades even prove?
I'm a genius with these words
Even if I'm stupid to you
This song's for the
Nigga that's been bullying me too
I lived in f*cking fear
But that shit had you amused
You called me gay
Called me names
Laughed at me
Called me a fool
Threw me in the trash can
In ninth grade
Yeah I remember that too
All the times you had your
Fist to my face
To show your niggas
You're cool
Nigga, f*ck you
Don't you f*cking touch me
I don't trust you
This shit is done homie
You're finished, you're through
Your entire damn clique
Is on my hit list too
Thank God I didn't shoot
As I work my ass off
To make it happen for myself
I find me feeling just
A little way too overwhelmed
Had my hand in every jar
I never tried to ask for help
Looking back and seeing
I couldn't do this by myself
I tried
To make it seem like I'm okay
But deeper in my mind
I tried to hide away the pain, yeah
Tried to make it
Sound like I ain't
Too caught up in the word
And that I stayed
In my lane
F*ck the money and fame
Writer: Aston Gani, Shazia Aberdeen
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid