What am I
Outta my
F*cking mind
Outta time
I die
Unless I follow god
And I shed the squad
Fake niggas follow false gods
Where's god if I can't see
What am I
Lost boy, that can't read
Can't read my signs
Lost outta my mind
Gotta make a decision, I'm outta time
Is it time just to take flight
Go away just to find yourself
Maybe I'm just a waste of time
Ain't no professor
I'm a finesser
I just be crushing from all of this pressure
Ain't a fake nigga this shit is authentic
My car had been rented, I'll tell you I did it
My daddy been gone
Mama that barely was there, she been working like a drone
Don't understand, seeing me crying she that it's weird, think that it's wrong
The reason my feelings be gone
Ain't talking so no one can hear
I got these depressing ass thoughts
That's in between my ears
I hide them shits outta fear
Hide all emotions, I'm no female
Always hiding all my details
Smile when I take care of women with the retail
Guess I'm buying pussy off the presale
But i ain't ever think it's like that
Daddy never did em like that
So when I get my women, ima give her 3 stacks
And hella roses
Shit gon end in explosion
Think that I'm getting her tokens
Just to get her pussy open
Why would you think that?
Pushing an album or pushing the pack
I just be juugin like
I press attack
I put a x on your back
I just be juugin like that
Maybe I'm wylin
Maybe I ain't got the strap
I just be juugin like that
My new girl be styling
She looking good that's no cap
I just be juugin like, I just be juugin like
I got this muh f*cking flavor
God had given me his favor
Seeing my ex think I made her
I'm on yo head like a taper
I got this muh f*ckin flavor
God had given me his favor
I'm on yo head like a taper
Til I get crib in LA like a Laker
Why can't a nigga just live forever
I got too much shit upon my schedule
Life ahead, I'm feeling so disheveled
Used wanna preach the gospel, then my daddy started f*cking dancing with the devil
So the bottle help with dark times
Helping a nigga try to take flight
Make me feel pain when I stage dive
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What am I
Outta my
F*cking mind
Outta time
I die
Unless I follow god
And I shed the squad
Fake niggas follow false gods
Where's god if I can't see
What am I
Lost boy, that can't read
Can't read my signs
Lost outta my mind
Gotta make a decision, I'm outta time
Is it time just to take flight
Go away just to find yourself
Maybe I'm just a waste of time
Ain't no professor
I'm a finesser
I just be crushing from all of this pressure
Ain't a fake nigga this shit is authentic
My car had been rented, I'll tell you I did it
My daddy been gone
Mama that barely was there, she been working like a drone
Don't understand, seeing me crying she that it's weird, think that it's wrong
The reason my feelings be gone
Ain't talking so no one can hear
I got these depressing ass thoughts
That's in between my ears
I hide them shits outta fear
Hide all emotions, I'm no female
Always hiding all my details
Smile when I take care of women with the retail
Guess I'm buying pussy off the presale
But i ain't ever think it's like that
Daddy never did em like that
So when I get my women, ima give her 3 stacks
And hella roses
Shit gon end in explosion
Think that I'm getting her tokens
Just to get her pussy open
Why would you think that?
Pushing an album or pushing the pack
I just be juugin like
I press attack
I put a x on your back
I just be juugin like that
Maybe I'm wylin
Maybe I ain't got the strap
I just be juugin like that
My new girl be styling
She looking good that's no cap
I just be juugin like, I just be juugin like
I got this muh f*cking flavor
God had given me his favor
Seeing my ex think I made her
I'm on yo head like a taper
I got this muh f*ckin flavor
God had given me his favor
I'm on yo head like a taper
Til I get crib in LA like a Laker
Why can't a nigga just live forever
I got too much shit upon my schedule
Life ahead, I'm feeling so disheveled
Used wanna preach the gospel, then my daddy started f*cking dancing with the devil
So the bottle help with dark times
Helping a nigga try to take flight
Make me feel pain when I stage dive
Outta my
F*cking mind
Outta time
I die
Unless I follow god
And I shed the squad
Fake niggas follow false gods
Where's god if I can't see
What am I
Lost boy, that can't read
Can't read my signs
Lost outta my mind
Gotta make a decision, I'm outta time
Is it time just to take flight
Go away just to find yourself
Maybe I'm just a waste of time
Ain't no professor
I'm a finesser
I just be crushing from all of this pressure
Ain't a fake nigga this shit is authentic
My car had been rented, I'll tell you I did it
My daddy been gone
Mama that barely was there, she been working like a drone
Don't understand, seeing me crying she that it's weird, think that it's wrong
The reason my feelings be gone
Ain't talking so no one can hear
I got these depressing ass thoughts
That's in between my ears
I hide them shits outta fear
Hide all emotions, I'm no female
Always hiding all my details
Smile when I take care of women with the retail
Guess I'm buying pussy off the presale
But i ain't ever think it's like that
Daddy never did em like that
So when I get my women, ima give her 3 stacks
And hella roses
Shit gon end in explosion
Think that I'm getting her tokens
Just to get her pussy open
Why would you think that?
Pushing an album or pushing the pack
I just be juugin like
I press attack
I put a x on your back
I just be juugin like that
Maybe I'm wylin
Maybe I ain't got the strap
I just be juugin like that
My new girl be styling
She looking good that's no cap
I just be juugin like, I just be juugin like
I got this muh f*cking flavor
God had given me his favor
Seeing my ex think I made her
I'm on yo head like a taper
I got this muh f*ckin flavor
God had given me his favor
I'm on yo head like a taper
Til I get crib in LA like a Laker
Why can't a nigga just live forever
I got too much shit upon my schedule
Life ahead, I'm feeling so disheveled
Used wanna preach the gospel, then my daddy started f*cking dancing with the devil
So the bottle help with dark times
Helping a nigga try to take flight
Make me feel pain when I stage dive
Writer: Jerry Joseph
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