[Intro]
(Dash! Dash! Dash!)
[Verse]
What have I done to myself? (Yeah)
Rather than findin' myself, I ran from myself (Ah)
Pass me the lighter, my G, there's one on the shelf (Ay, ay)
Backwoods on the dresser (Ay, ay)
The chains on my chest look like I found a treasure
The trees got me laid out like I'm on a stretcher
The balance: I'm mixin' the pain and the pleasure
Don't crack from the pressure
But I put a ton on myself, I put a gun on myself - no!
But sometimes they wondеr 'bout my mental health and I wonder mysеlf
But I keep it movin', the way that I see it is if I'm not leadin', I'm losin'
Can't follow these steps that I'm choosin' through all of this booze and
Then these little pills I'm abusin' (Fuck)
The [?], I'm cruisin' (Skrr)
What's dangerous to you is amusin'
The only time we pass our classes is when we walk by 'em
Like why you think we always chewin'? (True)
I know when trouble is brewin'
I try to stay pure and I struggle to do it
I look in the mirror and I doubletake
"Who is this dude, what's this position that he put you in?" (Damn)
And we ain't always up, we get down too (Oh)
But you don't know about it 'cause I ain't around you (No)
I promise that if I get knocked down in round one
That I won't run and I'll be standin' up for round two (Oh)
I won't back down like Fi'ty, like Tory, again and again, I'm litty (Yeah, yeah)
Write a story, got a pad and a pen and a city
And I'm sorry if you mad or a fan, then that's shitty, but I told you (What?)
I'm just telling you the thoughts that be going through my head
I wanna show you (Dawg)
Before you stand out with your hand out looking for handouts Motherfucker, tell me what I owe you! (What?)
You wanna plan out on a damn route for a couple 100 grand now
And I don't even know you! (Dawg)
I'm on a beach in the sand now, workin' on my tan now
When I got a few bottles to go through (Damn, sure)
Rock bottom, like the bottom of a puddle
Always thought about my life as a problem, a debacle ([?])
I'm leanin', sippin' out a bottom of a bottle
Smokin' weed and grippin on the bottom of a model (Haha)
Got me cheesin'
Yeah, I'm a mess but my lifestyle pleasin'
Got more angels than I have demons
All about balance, everything's even
Views goin' up on the track, they streamin'
I don't got all day, I don't got all day
So I'm trynna make a milly if it kills me
Might sell my soul but I do the work I got all day (All day)
"You never used to sing about drugs!"
Maybe I didn't wanna talk about it
Always findin' a way to walk around it
Now I'm puttin' bars on a page like a stock accountant
Sharp focus like I'm toppin' ounces
Started from the bottom but we headin' for the top of the mountain
In the clouds like I popped a valium
Hopped off the stallion while I rock medallions, yeah
I'm too hot to handle
Y'all lookin' funny like socks and sandals
Ain't doin nothin' like poppin' Advils
Imma do it big, I'm on my pops and that's real
Make waves like I dropped an anvil
Ain't goin' nowhere but I ain't no stand-still
They bitin' my shit like I stepped on a anthill
They say I won't make it but they know that I can and will
I can't wait
Name somebody you don't thing I can annihilate (Ay)
And send him my way (Ay)
I'm just hangin' out at Walmart in isle 8
I'll wait! Hehe
Talkin' 'bout your flows all this (All this)
Then all that (All that), but ain't flowin' nowhere
Talkin' 'bout global this and international that
But ain't showin' nowhere
Talkin' all that (All that) "I'm on top of the game!"
But I ain't goin' nowhere, but really (But really)
I mean the truth is: you just ain't goin' nowhere, haha
[Outro]
That's weird, you know, like
Sometimes when you're just trapped in your feels
Like I can't get out
Whatever it is: depression, anxiety, addiction, it's like
You can't even begin to imagine it
It's, half of the time, it's just, it's you, only you
Ninety-nine percent of it is imagined, it's like
You create it, all you gotta do is get out of your head
And it's good
