Yeah, ohhhhhhh

I’m on the Blvd, kicked back with these watered eyes

Just left my grandmothers crib, I hate saying bye

Ion know if it’s the last one, lord knows only have one

Thought that brings pressure, as a reminder, that I’m still broke

These rich people,, there’s hella secrets they really hold

Ima be one of dem, give me time, ima make it bold

But now, it’s 2019 

My ass still fighting

Reached a different level, I’m looking down, ain’t tryna trip

People, tryna k me, waiting outside the crib

Ion got security yet, so its an empty clip

Rn just dry heaves, I’m put down, feeling hella sick

Every seat is sold, there’s no room, get up off my dick

But if we talking rooms, I’m dreaming of muholland drive

Lately I been sleeping ina car, no tears left to cry 

Ina parking lot, 

Walmart, 

No pressing restart 

I’m forced to live it

While I’m in it, this portal that I’m in 

Its really hella cold

Before the devil gets my soul

You really needa know 

That I was born for this, really no forcing shit 

Don’t start the mourning shit, just start the pouring shit

Alec from 2015 or the past from when you knew me 

That kid is gone, he was buried alive, and well

Traded all his sanity, controlled by his vanity

But if I’m being deadass, they really ain’t handing m

Shit, cause ima grind for it, shit, cause ima kill for it

Turn myself into a monster, it’s hella Morib

Psychotic, but that’s what it takes to be iconic 

Petty shit ima drop it, going pop, then ima deposit 

I got dreams, but the shit ain’t what it seems 

They can take a part of me, likes profits witta team

Like, ion feel like, they understand me

Misunderstood, must of been the plan for me

Fuck