Breakdown 作词 : Ziey Kizzy 作曲 : Ziey Kizzy I wish i had a witness for all my wins Kinda like I got a witness for all’a my sins I know I left your heart in pieces i was spreading my wings You know as they say moving on to bigger and better things you think I lost touch but no ones calling me out Because I don’t follow the trends so lend ya ears to my mouth I signed with a label released 2 track in about 12 months what the **** is that all about I’ve been on my lil bros tour and coming back to a house That’s just reeking like cigarettes and just depresses me out Stress when you just wanna **** But your calling cabs for the bitch before you’ve busted a nut I need to get out this house I built a brand off the box that I’m tryna escape from branded myself as someone you can tryna relate to But My manager says I’m too nice My friends say I’m too nice Look at the girls I’m tryna wife and see my ex cry I’m too nice But why do I care for transferred £60 to a stranger to get her home from the airport When I sit and reflect this guilt swallows me up I wish I was 17 Again and I just don’t give a **** Stealing whips at 14 and getting drunk and in a house Throwing wine all up the walls and I’m ashamed of it now Battling maturity but I’m still conforming right now But I’m in a job I don’t mind I’m getting paid to sit down I was living rockstar on boats catching planes Had pains in my palm from all the bottles that we sprayed But back home I ain’t gotta place to stay Hotel living exes redundancy pay And The people that looked up to me seem to be living the life Or just using their illusion til they get they money right I know It’s all just stress but we all need help I’m tryna be a better person kuz I hate myself Put pressure on these shoulders How can I relieve it girl friends got hooked but I’m not tryna be deceiving If I could paint a picture of my perfect life I’d have a blank canvas kuz I’m never satisfied I Still see a ex I **** her sometimes She say it’s blessed but I know it’s all lies I got some down ass chicks but I never wanna link I got some fine ass chicks that never wanna speak It’s all ****ed up yeah it’s all ****ed up Just Like me yeah I’m so ****ed up I wanna say how I feel but I’m scared to offended Don’t ask for my opinion kuz I don’t wanna pretend I hate being fake and i when I walk round my ends I see old friends I don’t wanna be like them don’t wanna be like you If your lovers gotta family why you tryna intrude Understand the damage in the things that you do My parents got divorced so put yourself in my shoes Put yourself in that little kids shoes I got issues I got problems I got wishes I got so much to say to people who don’t wanna listen Now I’m going a change My new transition The higher ups tryna what?? dictate my vision You gotta stick to one thing what’s that all about Because I’m the most diverse your tryna single me out Sometimes I don’t wanna talk because I’ve been through a lot Sometimes I don’t wanna preach to people who love talking a lot everyone’s the press let that bullshit stop Ya see I don’t trust you think I love you a lot I know I’m stronger than this I never wine and complain Or maybe I just bottle up the feelings and hide all the pain You know My feelings and my fortune I don’t give em away Sometimes what can’t be said is in the chords that I play If I closed my eyes and try and see my future I can live that life Wish I could see that sooner I just wanna be a rockstar man and travel the world But this shits gonna kill you if you don’t humble yourself Why the **** You doing coke on ya video shoots Who the **** dyu think you are you know you’re destined to lose You need to fix the **** up and lose that attitude Have some respect for your nan when she calls you into her room I know dementia’s a cunt and it’s hard to get through To a woman you love and forgets everything that you do This is the hand you was dealt and it’s defining you to Dyu believe in karma? Because she’s coming for you I watch my best friends struggle Whilst I’m out ere living Ones so Alcohol dependant that he’s just gone missing Last time we got talking he’d just been sectioned This should be the time that I count my blessings But **** this shit I could scream right now This is more than a rap it’s a ****in breakdown Kuz when I turn back time my mind goes sour Reflecting on what wasn’t my finest hour Now my inbox is another life Instagram chicks wanna take their lives Yeah The topic of conversation is always suicide Why do I attract people who just wanna die I’ve been in your position I know how you feel But I’m not you so how can I know how you feel I put my feelings in the music issa vice for me still that’s how you know that it’s real I got issues I got problems I got wishes