Intro: Well, this is- uhhhh, an interesting statement I'm gonna make here, because I....sometimes I just don't understand...and I don't want to. (R-Oooo)
V1: How many times can friends lie?, as much as you let them get by/got a whole lot of feelings that a nigga don't show cuz some people might sever stress ties...and there's no way to mend a rope that's broken more than 10 times/just choke on dope and smoke until your thoughts are M-I...A!...life's shorter than mini films, they- threaten me, I'll really kill'em/I'm not for nothing, too much at stake, and niggas eating with me but give me the billing...so I'm tearing the fucking walls down on anybody, anybody in the buildings- getting bodied in a minute, 60 second countdown for demolition
Wait...
I done put my foot down, niggas still stepped on it- get off this- dick, put on a show, I'll chop you and turn this rug to red carpet...I been full of so much hidden tears, but I swallow my pride and lick my lips/I have an appetite for destruction, pass the knife cuz I'm cutting- niggas off...like...
Hook: I dont see a team round me, just me in VIP, (yeah, yeah)/putting in years with me- don't mean a thing to me...how many times you gon close the door in my face?/how many chances you got?, y'all got comfortable in my space
That shit ends today
How many times, how many times, how many times- can I be let down?- can I be let down?...can I be let down?
How many times, how many times, how many times- can I be let down?- can I be let down?...can I be let down?
V2: how many times- can you apologize?/say sorry a thousand times- got me bent like a flower dying...I'm so over it, how can I focus when all of these people keep acting like I'm made of gold and shit?, and y'all be fighting for some ownership...but I dont owe nobody nothing, nigga, and I put that shit up on my sisters names, (yeah, yeah)/I will forever be real, wouldn't trade my rosary for bigger chains...and that dog tag from my mother, I am the son of- a Gun, so I aim while I'm ducking for cover/blanket of hope for these fuckers, before I put this to rest like a slumber- party...how many times can you play me?, (uh), niggas hate me on the daily, (uh)/smile in my face like we cool and stuff, fuck out my face, bitch, I'm cooling off...I am the last of a dying breed, MYself is all I'm trying to be/can't keep giving away time for free, got too many people that rely on me...people wonder where this comes from/ from the heart, I got value in it, that's my lump sum...hear it beating like rum pum-pum pum/in the middle of a little internal conflict with my cerebellum concerning my mental health, and I'm feeling done, but- I got too many things that I need to handle and hatred is one of-them, until I give my mother money that'll cover mortgage and anything that a nigga needs, to fund how he wanna live when he's wondering...and I am not getting any younger, feel like priorities plummet into my home with a plunger and suck the motherfucking life out of my body like I'm cumming out the head after fucking a lovely bitch, and I'm under the impression that love doesnt exist, so fuck it, I fucking quit, I been beating the walls, and staring at it like a punishment/every time I feel like I got something new on the bucket list, here we go with some other shit...now I'm tripping, no luggage, just me and the shit I struggle with...how anxiety comes again, knocking on to my door, I ain't playing no more/I'll be sipping this hennessy til I'm out on the floor, I'ma chew on a edible til I'm flying, I soar- into the motherfucking sky, and how many times you recall, when I had to be strong?, Fighting problems alone, I ain't crying no more/I set myself aside from anybody who dont benefit a nigga, and I'm living with the final results...real shit
Hook: I dont see a team round me, just me in VIP, (yeah, yeah)/putting in years with me- don't mean a thing to me...how many times you gon close the door in my face?/how many chances you got?, y'all got comfortable in my space
That shit ends today
How many times, how many times, how many times- can I be let down?- can I be let down?...can I be let down?
How many times, how many times, how many times- can I be let down?- can I be let down?...can I be let down?
