Endless

Feel like im running from shit every song

I feel like sydney Mcgloughlin

Im breaking records whenever I drop

My cousin told me be deliberate

He said he see the potential

Playing bitches for the lyrics i think i need to do better

feel like im doing it backwards

I dont know if its the music

or maybe im better at acting

that i can actually do this

I hope i can make something happen

or else then I'll probably useless

or else I'll be way out on the grind have me Sp with me when I die

Cause I dont know what'll happen when im lying there thinking about uh..

Handle all of gold different handle all of my goals different

You and me not the same kind

soul spitting on sample chops

tired writing all the same lines

Ex left me at tape 1

Mouse pad and a paint brush

Pour guts on the album

Had a dream about the beat drop

Papa said stop with the old stuff

found myself in a road block

dont wanna stay on the same flow song dont wanna be in no box

I guess Im living proof of everything that you wanted to be

I was out working out till my ears bleed

you was out with all the fools and the punks

i had a dream im pursuing

I saw a piece of myself in her eye and it pulled me apart I think that im gonna lose it

im protective of my art so much i caught the loose ends

Of strings i tied in the start

after proving myself i dont need them to do this and i beleive that in my heart

I saw a road and I took it

didnt think id get addicted

Im out here tryna prove something

you on mics tryna get some views bluffing bout the pen game and the freestyles that you really wrote

That you really wrote with the whole staff thats behind all them cheap ass commercial raps