How many times
Do I have to fucking hold up?
How many times can I not
Just fucking open up
They tell me step
Like I, just never rose up
Whenever I had my mouth open
They tell me close up
Y’all motherfuckers want
So much attention
It’s not fair I can’t even
Get a fucking mention
My damn feelings
Ain’t tryna seal em
Cuz it’s not like spotlight
Shines on real-ness
And if I get real
And show real ass feelings
I’m scared they gonna take it
And not actually feel it
So when they say bland
Answers I know they don’t actually mean it, And when they mean it they be
Screaming like it “how does this has meaning?”
Man fuck all that pealing
Imma stay who I am
And not Shed my skin for a
Bitch in their plans
And they planning to hear
And try to figure me out
When they should be listening
And try to consider me now
And try to consider what the fuck I’m saying, I hope you praying On my downfall
Cuz it’s gon’ take a prayer
To knock me motherfucking down, lord
(Praying on my downfall)
And when I get past set backs
To try and stop me
Imma come out, but that won’t mean
I won’t have scars please
Just understand where I’m coming
(The person you are trying to reach has a voice message-)
(Fuck)
[Instrumental Break: L.A.D Sample]
“If we’ve fallen off we need to reconnect, simple as that. I give second chances and stuff, I’m just that easy of a person I guess.... so yeah, I’m sorry for ending off that last part really cringey I guess- ah whatever”
I got so many people rooting
For me
Tryna see if I will work
Yeah I bask in glory
And yeah I get down
With my family and supporters
And yeah I got haters
I love those even more tho
They make fun of my voice
They make fun of my walk
They make fun of my choice
They make fun of my talk
And there’s that one guy
Who don’t even talk to my face
I can’t wait to catch him lacking
And then catch a case
Cuz I’m a brand new person
In my own lane
This a different game
They don’t know that I’m insane
And when this shit drop
Will they look at my different
Say “who the fuck is this
This dude isn’t Jakob”
“We need the Jakob
You can’t hear him scream
We need the Jakob
The one that was always routine“
“In what Jakob do
The Jakob that’s spitting truth
Not the Jakob that tells sh*t
We don’t want him to”
Or do they love this shit
“This exactly what we waiting for”
Or maybe they hate this shit
Smack my face with the door
As they leave
Just to never fucking return
“He not good, he let us down”
And the shit will hurt
But I need to hear it
I need to hear the cheering
Or I just need to hear the truth
Just so I know who you believe in
I need to know
I need to understand
I’m following a dream
I’m my own fucking man
(Beat pitches down)
I fucking hate myself
I just wanna change myself
I wish I could save myself
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