Future Fløwer.

By Spłit L.

On Trippin’ 18-19

Released on February 7, 2019

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[Intro: Fløwer]

I Might Look Alive But Really I’ma Dead Man...


[Verse 1: Fløwer]

Look...in this cold world, satan was always out to stop me

He had an arrangement to have me kidnap by the illuminati

Had me brutally beatin’ til there was evil scriptures written on my body

Left my spirit bleedin’, he shut me up by givin’ me a red Bugatti

I stand alone, even when there's a thousand people around me

I'm on my own cause I don't really fuck with no body

Before yo ass place me in that fucked up ass category

How about for once you shut the fuck up and listen to my fuckin’ story

Cause for some reason you always tryna make your problems bigger than mine

All I ever wanted was to finally be on cloud nine

Sadly I couldn't, cause these damn flashbacks will come back and fuck me up every single time

For once, can you just admit that you're not the only one with the ill mind

I'm kinda new to all of this

So of course I'm still learnin'

I literally just discovered that I'm EDP, an "Emotionally Disturbed Person" but obviously, you don't give a fuck about a nigga even hurtin'

Cause you never found a single one of my needs being urgent

I'm so sick and tired of holding everything in

It kinda feels like little demons are crawlin' all on my skin

I kinda saw the end, even before we begin

I’m pretty sure we never gonna do this again


[Hook: Kevin Abstract]

Staring at the sky ain't gon' fix my problem

Staring at the sky ain't gon' fix my problem

Howling at the moon ain't gon' bring you back

Howling at the moon ain't gon' bring you back

Staring at the sky ain't gon' fix my problem

Staring at the sky ain't gon' fix my problem

Howling at the moon ain't gon' bring you back

Howling at the moon ain't gon' bring you back...


[Verse 2: Fløwer]

I'ma black child, chillin' on a black cloud

Rollin' up some good loud

Ready to let this all out

Pen and paper by me, I need to set my mind free

Fuck this damn society, I'm all about my privacy

Yeah I got anxiety, my rap book is my diary

I hope a record label doesn't hesitate to sign me

I got a lot of problems but I put that shit beside me

Should've fuckin' known that Liquor wasn't the real kicker

If I was left alone, maybe I’ll see those vivid pictures

Now I'm on my own, writing down these vivid scriptures


[Hook: Kevin Abstract]

Staring at the sky ain't gon' fix my problem

Staring at the sky ain't gon' fix my problem

Howling at the moon ain't gon' bring you back

Howling at the moon ain't gon' bring you back

Staring at the sky ain't gon' fix my problem

Staring at the sky ain't gon' fix my problem

Howling at the moon ain't gon' bring you back

Howling at the moon ain't gon' bring you back...