[Intro]

(DIMALAMPERDFLAMEPRINCE)

(meat computer)

[Chorus]

Counting up glass, ahead of my class

They counting on me

Lost in the past, all their shit is trash

Fallin' off like the leaves

I don't even know anymore who I'm tryna be

In my own lane and look like there's no one beside me

I don't need no label or shows to have my shit blow

Lost in the snow at 40 below without a home

Not the life I chose and honestly bro I'm scared of my dreams

Please let God know, I pray that I don't end up like Peep

[Verse]

Cutting so deep, lost years of sleep

Thinking 'bout what, what things could be

American dream, waking up to these thoughts of me

And they won't leave

Personally, I be upstream

Don't need to agree, to a degree

Life too obscene

I wanna go, I wanna go

I wanna be more than I think

I wanna go away from this place

God closing doors, guess just not my fate

I'll trust it though, get out my face

Get out my way, get out my way

If you're a clone, copycat

I don't know ya, I'll just sit back

What's the point? Feel like death

[Sample]

Do you like his music?

No

[Chorus]

Counting up glass, ahead of my class

They counting on me

Lost in the past, all their shit is trash

Fallin' off like the leaves

I don't even know anymore who I'm tryna be

In my own lane and look like there's no one beside me

I don't need no label or shows to have my shit blow

Lost in the snow at 40 below without a home

Not the life I chose and honestly bro I'm scared of my dreams

Please let God know, I pray that I don't end up like Peep