(I been running out, coming out my feelings)
(Sun ain't been coming out, not under the ceilings)
(Homies always gunning for me 'til I catch 'em running from me)
(Why they always gunning for me, then they end up running from me)
(Why can't they ever tell me why, I can't sleep no more)
(I always think I'm finna die, I can't geek no more)
(Everybody always geeking, always catching myself leaving)
(When the shit be getting good, I seem to compromise the defense)
Shit was weak, need my check by end of week
Baby, tell me all the reasons why we always out here beefing
Go in circles like the seasons, I don't wanna catch you leaving
All the pain that you receiving made you stronger, can't you see it
Can't you feel it, remember eating those public meals
Talking fake shit, I'ma make it a public deal
Ain't give a f*ck if you with me, mind on water, it been drifting
Going through these motions, all these calls that I been missing
All these people I been missing, been wishing
God, don't take them all, please don't take them all
There's just too much shit to say, everyday
It's some new shit, dealing with the pain with pain prescriptions
Spiral into new addictions, that ain't me
That's the devil taking my position, it's just my condition
Gotta take the competition
If I don't, it's a waste of all this composition, but that go unwritten
Smoke until I lose my vision but that ain't wise
It's the pain that make the jewelry glisten, I ain't shining though
Drinking like a wino though, that ain't me
Playing bitches like the Super Bowl, the f*ck you want me for
(People I been missing, been wishing)
(God, don't take them all, please don't take them all)
All these people I been missing, been wishing
God, don't take them all, please don't take them all
There's just too much shit to say, everyday
It's some new shit, dealing with the pain with pain prescriptions
Spiral into new addictions, that ain't me
That's the devil taking my position, it's just my condition
Gotta take the competition, if I don't, it's a waste of all this composition, but that go unwritten
(Smoke until I lose my vision but that ain't wise)
(It's the pain that make the jewelry glisten, I ain't shining though)