40 Ounce

Looking at the stars I see the answers

Painting pictures as my pencil dances writing stanzas

Yea i got scars i don't gotta hide them tho

momma told make sure that its empty fore you lock the door

I'm trynna find a source I'm distorted with all sorts of thoughts

from suicide to conquering the world loose my train of thought

every time i hear the track i get attracted to the trap

cause i know real rap don't sell anymore

tell me what i gotta do i don't wanna die

but the liquor kill the pain better than pain killers

and they think that I'm a fool cause i could've been a doctor

but well i choose to re adapt to what I'm after

I'm after glory I want my respect

I wont stop till I'm get what i want

its either death or in debt cause

this world is nothing but a woe

so tell me how to live

tell me how to get it when nobody wanna give

tell why i'm relevant when i can't use gift

why i grow older yet I'm feeling like breaking

why the world colder than the showers I'm taking

damn i don't want live anymore like

them they would even kill for the gold

that a shame that say god don't ever mistakes

i say gold was the result of god taking an L

this new era this the new error

still over they head trynna spit but don't know shit

i shot a video where i got shot i don't know if i should release it

cause as soon as you do that they say that you claiming street shit

my G,m b I'ma tell you one time

I'm not a damn sell out I'm not a damn seller

I ain't ever been involved in a gang or tried robbing banks

and i put that on me homie i be really free like that

yea every since a kid

I've been trynna find my way find

like that

I've ever since a kid

ever since a kid