[Verse 1: LEW]

This life shit crazy, you know?

It’s chaotic

I ain’t perfect, but I’m trying

Im gonna just jot this in my notes…

Look, long way from home

But I feel most at home when I’m alone

Gotta put down my pride and start picking up the phone

*Please leave a message at the tone*

It’s niggas that I’ve known for many years that I’ve outgrown

I thought burying Sam would make us closer but I thought wrong

The day I signed my deal I bought some cuban link gold

I blew so much on metal you would have thought I played trombone

Nigga shit..

So, please excuse my ignorance

I never had expensivе shit

I’m learning all this cutlery positioning

It’s sick how I’m still social distancing

I might lose my wits from all this wickеd shit I’m witnessing

Like all these people popping up

Ain’t seen my cousin in a year, I gotta call him up

It’s disrespectful when you call it luck, this shit was hard as fuck

I mean we ballin’ now, but no one seen them hopeless nights back when tears was ballin up

Who on the side of me?

Why does giving trust always feel like robbery?

Niggas call me “bro” now but none of them are Rob to me or Dominique

Michelle held me up when I was down, that means a lot to me

Life moving at a new velocity

One way to LAX, music got us moving property

Perfect form boy, we still moving properly

I can’t afford to make mistakes, no not in this economy

Gotta execute with excellence

A pure bred perfectionist

Pops said I’ll never make it

Well, he never said it but his face always suggested it

Thoughts that I wrestle with turned me stone cold and expressionless

Suicide Prevention Hotline, I’m trouble shooting with a specialist

The pity in her voice got me regretting it

I hang up the phone ‘cause I’m embarrassed that I even let it get to this

The notes apps the only place I ever let confessions live

‘Cause honestly I’m scared, dawg

To push away people who really care, dawg

We stand on business, fuck a chair, dawg

You gotta always stay aware, dawg

It’s not that life ain’t fair, nah, it’s just you unprepared, dawg

I mean, you ever spent 10 years swallowing pride?

You ever felt in your heart the things you saw in your mind?

You ever, you ever wanted to die?

On your knees begging god for a positive sign?

You ever, you ever… You ever sat on the edge of the bed and started to cry

Staring at the ceiling telling yourself that it all will be fine?

You ever had to put it all on the line, nigga, huh?

It’s some niggas I had leave out

It was moments I had to reroute and make my own path regardless of what they think ‘bout it

‘Cause my life now is about how to make me proud

The journey’s like a Ray-Ban, it’s something you gotta see out

Looking back, the house that I grew up in was my dream house

Its the place that I manifested my dreams out

I’m sleep deprived ‘cause I’m working for what we dream ‘bout still nigga

It’s 5 in the morning, and I ain’t been to sleep in two days

Just a young nigga out here chasing my dreams, you know what I’m saying?

That’s all I got though, I’ll finish this shit later or something

God’s favorite, nigga…