Yeah
Everyday's a battle, depression's gettin' the best of me
Swear I wanna quit, but I gotta give what is left of me
House of criticism, I'm never lettin' it get to me
I am tunnel-visioned until I am gettin' what's meant for me
In the studio, late nights, I'm buildin' a legacy
Making all this music so everybody remembers me
When I'm by myself I'll reflect on all of my memories
Then I rap about it 'cause music's my only remedy
My ex was a mess, and I should have left her and done with it
I knew that she was damaged, it's fucked, but I still stuck with it
Cover nights assist I dealt with the trauma that comes with it
Thought that I could save her, 'til I lost myself because of it
She has hella demons, and she cuts, and used to run from it
She repeats the toxic cycle again 'til she's numb to it
I can expose her but it's not even worth discussin' it
Her being her is already the greatest punishment
Fuck being her man, I'm too bust trying to chat
I'm tryna place on a billboard and walk around with the stars
I wanna reach accolades, that clearly splits us apart
To the point where she hears my song when she's out, drunk at a bar
Reality hits her hard, then her man asks her, "What's wrong?"
Now she's silent and she's stuck trying to play it off
'Cause in that split second she realized who she truly lost
All of our memories gone, you're why we are what we are
Feel like this is it, it is what it is
Dip a girl I'm with, the more cautious of who I'm with
So I always stay by my loneliness, hoping that I don't slit
They wanna see you win, just not doing better than them
And people like that lose, yo, I love it
I'm slowly admiring the person who I'm becomin'
The climb don't end, so I'm not focusin' on the summit
I focus on the journey, there's not too many who done it
And fuck this industry, you rappers are taking L's
Tryna hold me to standards that you don't hold for yourselves
Authenticity sells, you're numbers aren't doing well
You're stories are fairy tales, the fans can easily tell
Boss just couldn't see where my head was back in the days
When I was employed and slaved for minimum wage
Pushin' carts at Walmart and I would ride on my breaks
Always sacrificed time 'cause I always knew what it takes
Now my house the Baxter House with all the girls that visit
Fuck 'em but never love 'em because I am back on my business
No one'll die for love, and I'm so afraid of commitment
'Cause when it comes to love, I get hurt whenever I give it
I'm used to people bouncing, dipping out and then leavin' me
Just to come back and see I replaced them immediately
I was tryna find who I need when really I needed me
I need to be alone, I realize that's how it needs to be
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