[Verse 1]

It feels like im stuck at the bottom

Cause everytime I turn around I got a bunch of problems

I take a hit of weed thinking that'll probably solve em

But that dont do shit

Except pause em for the moment

And it just have me sitting here thinking bout the past

And what I shoulda did and what I coulda had

And how I coulda graduated top of the class

And then I go to blaming all my problems on my dad

Like where the fuck was he when I needed him the most

Ain't he the nigga thats posed to show me all the ropes

Teach me how to budget so I won't go broke

And if I suffer a loss he posed to help a nigga cope

[Damn]

I ain't get none of that

But thats what happens when the devil try to hold you back

He take grenades and he throw em right up in your lap

Now tell me how the fuck a nigga posed to handle that

[Hook]

Lately

I been feeling something different

Maybe

I need that certain person to save me

I got so much on my mind

Feels like im running out of time

[Verse 2]

Its kinda hard to keep my mind clear

When self inflicted nonsense starts to interfere

When everybody spitting bullshit to my ears

While im stressing bout facing one of my biggest fears

And I keep hearing niggas saying keep ya head up

How can I do that when I can't even get my bread up

Can't even get a job feels like a motherfucking set-up

My homeboy said he fed up

Say he ready to die

And I just feel like im off wit my timing

I know im talented but only few make it with rhyming

And nowadays it kinda seem like these labels be blinded

They need to shoot their brains out for the shit they co-signing

[Uh, yeah]

Im just speaking my mind

Im in this bitch like fuck it im taking whats mine

Im talking thrones and crowns the whole fucking nine

Im finna right that shit in blood I ain't fucking lying

[Hook]

Lately

I been feeling something different

Maybe

I need that certain person to save me

I got so much on my mind

Feels like im running out of time

[Verse 3]

[Uh]

Man I swear I just want it all

But dont we all

Shit everything better when ya money tall

Thats why we go to running when

That money call

Seem like niggas be flocking when you got that shit

They all up on your

Dick

And you so caught up in yourself that you dont notice it

Open your eyes nigga

Before you crash nigga

Cause when you crash them same niggas gone be out this bitch

And they gone leave your ass broken

Walking round the city head down looking hopeless

Feeling like you down at the bottom with the roaches

Just ask the nigga that wrote this

He'll thell you bout it

[Yeah]

Thats just the way shit goes

Bitches gone be bitches

Hoes gone be hoes

Niggas gone be niggas

Bro's gone be bros'

You just gotta let it flow, you feel me

[Hook]

Lately

I been feeling something different

Maybe

I need that certain person to save me

I got so much on my mind

Feels like im running out of time