Trust me I try, I bust my ass

Trust me I don’t do it just to touch some cash

I been going through but it’s gonna pass

If im gonna last what I gotta do to run it back?

ran the Hundred yard dash no matter how fast im running

still gotta run a Hundred more laps

It don’t stop

Don’t pat pat on the back

im not so smart

No Humphrey Bogart or Mozart just Whole hardedly go hard

Even though I know that part of me’s so lost Maybe that part of me’s all gone And I gotta find some other part to hold on

To as life’s goes on

Through all the highs and lows on

top of my mind being swole

from all the shit they installed inside of my phone

i swear im not in control

Took time looked inside of my soul

everything i happened to achieve don’t matter at all

Ain’t no point in asking for receipts

at this point I’m just trying practice what i preach

look

im not after a master piece im just trying master my peace

get back to realty after defeat trying get back on my feet

And I know

You know you know you know

you’re such a good boy aren’t you?

You know you know you know

you’re such a good boy aren’t you?

You know you know you know

you’re such a good boy aren’t you?

You know you know you know

you’re such a good boy aren’t you?