My mind is always racing, but they ain’t no fucking driver

I’m caught up in these feelings that I got
Just went to see my pops
Came back with a new new view on how I see you
And how I see myself, I’m not the same bitch, I grew
A few big checks, a few gold chains
Would really help a young nigga find peace inside his brain
I know that I’m gon‘ shine, so I find peace beside the rain
I know I got a couple problems on my father I could blame
But I’m not gon‘ play that game

Realize that I don’t do this shit for retweets or dollars
I’m just a byproduct of the pain I keep inside of
My mind is always racing, but they ain’t no fucking driver
…..
I wanna do better, and I’m tryin‘
I’m caught up

I’m caught up in these feelings that I got for my ex-bitch
Send you a text, get no reply, but see you flexin‘
I know I’m ‚posed to be all hard and never sweat shit
But it hurt when you lose the one that you connect with
I told you I was going through some real-real ass shit
And no, this is not about the relationship or you bein‘ my chick

I know I hurt you when I broke up with you, but that’s beside the point
I think I might’ve lost my mind, I know its not inside these joints
You be the one to help me find it when I’m deep inside you
Look into your eyes, you say you love me, but I know you lied to me

I didn’t care about your past as long as you was right to me
Now I can’t even get you to write to me
I’m caught up

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