Lyric

I think it’s safe to say they’re crushing down my mental state

Trynna buy up my attention real estate

I need the real real estate

And I need my bros at the realest state

Trapped in my head I hate

So I need to escape

Often family divided, miss the days we were all laughing

Fuck the points, I want peace and quiet so it’s my mind I’m guarding

See the guys

See the light

Close ur eyes the flight departing

Lost control of my life need a goal but I keep passing

Too much going on, it’s hard to think clear

Same place feels different every time it’s like I never been here

I know it’s hard to ask for a hand when you really in fear

Heard some shit I didn’t wanna hear should've covered my ears

I was in deep water that’s why I need a Submariner

A step right there for me to fall I had no idea

And I don’t fuck with the cunts that somehow think they’re superior

I really gotta get better

Cause it ain’t getting easier

Hungry

I need some bread

Not the shit from bakery

Empty

But thoughts in my head

Got no time for fuckery

It ain’t bout clout, or a check but

Prolly for some Burberry

I don’t hear it anymore

Remember u made fun of me

I can’t have her coz I barely have myself

Away from the smoke now I don’t feel like fucking up my health

All my demons put them on a far shelf

Used to care a lot about what you think

Now I don’t give a shit

How the fuck could u complain

All the time

Bout ur life

When it could be hundred times

Worse

I got mountain that I’m trynna climb

I won’t lie

I failed high school and saw mum lose her pride

When she sighed

All I had to do was read between the lines

I can’t show my feelings why do you think I was smiling for

Say u love her but u gotta think if she worth dying for

In the store want it all

Why do you think I’m trying for

Senses numbed

Saw too much rollies and lambos on the net now I ain’t stunned

People on the gram too pretentious I’m like fuck this I’m done