bloodshot red got this pain in my head i can never sleep i'm making music instead working every night i think i'm halfway dead or almost there- ion even think i care, but mom's getting worried at the habits i have i apologize for everything in the past doing **** shit everyday and skipping all of my classes...
bloodshot part two, yeah
guess i never found out where my minds been at still somewhere in between being happy and sad we was broke in the past thought i needed a bag it's funny how i feel the same as i did way back then i just wanna make sure that all my people's good if i could take on all they problems then i promise i would i know that ion really talk to em as much as i should but i try to hit em up from time to time i hope they ain't misunderstood like i...
don't give a ****, cuz i do need to find balance in my life, yeah it's true but it's just so many things i gotta do i can't keep up with myself it's really nothing left to prove but i can't prove to myself that i'm enough- can't breath for just a second made 6 figures now i'm shooting for the 7th all my family and friends is asking the same question like what's the point in working so hard if you still stressing?
well honestly this shit gives me purpose to stay alive while i'm hurting and prove that your life is worth it as long as you stay determined and for them haters who lurking i'm flexin cuz i deserve it can't tell me shit cuz i earned it you rappers clowns in a circuis tryna network i ain't shaking hands i only care about my networth cuz money never left me when i started doing better if jealousy a disease i guess they all under the weather friends come and go but i stay ten toes down
i could afford to lose em but i can't afford to slow down steadily making moves but i'm still living in my hometown florida what i'm used to but i know that shit could go south seen it happen since a jit, but shit that's how it goes down you'd **** around and get robbed down the block from my old house walk home on different roads you could never take an old route it's better to mind your business never be a witness cuz even if you wit it you could end up missing
but i'm just reminiscing ain't had no pot to piss in how everything i got now used to feel so distant and i remember wishing for somebody to listen to the tracks i made and what i had to say even if it's just a second and it's insane how i still feel the same as i did in the beginning, i hate to complain but in my brain i still ain't really livng i'm, working twice as hard to prove my existence though i'm exhausted i don't wanna admit it...
bloodshot red got this pain in my head i can never sleep i'm making music instead working every night i think i'm halfway dead or almost there- ion even think i care, but mom's getting worried at the habits i have i apologize for everything in the past doing **** shit everyday and skipping all of my classes...
bloodshot part two, yeah
guess i never found out where my minds been at still somewhere in between being happy and sad we was broke in the past thought i needed a bag it's funny how i feel the same as i did way back then i just wanna make sure that all my people's good if i could take on all they problems then i promise i would i know that ion really talk to em as much as i should but i try to hit em up from time to time i hope they ain't misunderstood like i...
don't give a ****, cuz i do need to find balance in my life, yeah it's true but it's just so many things i gotta do i can't keep up with myself it's really nothing left to prove but i can't prove to myself that i'm enough- can't breath for just a second made 6 figures now i'm shooting for the 7th all my family and friends is asking the same question like what's the point in working so hard if you still stressing?
well honestly this shit gives me purpose to stay alive while i'm hurting and prove that your life is worth it as long as you stay determined and for them haters who lurking i'm flexin cuz i deserve it can't tell me shit cuz i earned it you rappers clowns in a circuis tryna network i ain't shaking hands i only care about my networth cuz money never left me when i started doing better if jealousy a disease i guess they all under the weather friends come and go but i stay ten toes down
i could afford to lose em but i can't afford to slow down steadily making moves but i'm still living in my hometown florida what i'm used to but i know that shit could go south seen it happen since a jit, but shit that's how it goes down you'd **** around and get robbed down the block from my old house walk home on different roads you could never take an old route it's better to mind your business never be a witness cuz even if you wit it you could end up missing
but i'm just reminiscing ain't had no pot to piss in how everything i got now used to feel so distant and i remember wishing for somebody to listen to the tracks i made and what i had to say even if it's just a second and it's insane how i still feel the same as i did in the beginning, i hate to complain but in my brain i still ain't really livng i'm, working twice as hard to prove my existence though i'm exhausted i don't wanna admit it...
