Lately

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