[Verse 1] The words I meant to say, well where do I start I guess that I could tell you how Im falling apart I spend my days alone with a computer and beats I made about 20 of these things last week Laying in my bed bumping Logic, open logic Lay a verse and a hook man its simple logic Im inspired but Im tired Ive been here too long 5 years and I aint really made a dope new song All my dudes telling me that my shits sick But I listen, and all I hear is Shits sick Im afraid that I will never be somebody Then my homie hit me with another Sup buddy Man I gotta keep it real spill my heart now Dont clean it this is where Im meant to talk now If it wasnt for my friends then I would be dead Cause they help me when I need to get a clear head They support me and my music like it was their own And I loveem those my dudes Ill never let them go Shout out to BK, Caijo and Alex, Rashad, Emilio, Bobby lets get it Invite only changed my life in a flash If it wasnt for Alex man I would never come back To this music, I was over the edge but I held on Months later and Im here writing this song But music isnt everything, I mean, I may act like its everything But, Im in love, and you know love is powerful I want to tell her how I feel but its a mouthful When I see her I just feel so alive Ill be right by your side, till 3005 But I lost my chance to tell you how I feel inside So Ill write it in a song and hope you listen tonight I lost some good girls, I lost some good friends But we all lose someone in the fucking end I just really want someone when the world ends And you want someone too so just say when Look, Im sorry for the way that I acted Im sorry that I started fucking rapping I know that you wanted me to be a better person I was young, stupid, I just wasnt worth it I just wasnt worth it, I just wasnt worth it Im so imperfect, were so imperfect [Bridge] They dont care unless it bangs bruh They dont care unless it bangs bruh They dont care unless it bangs bruh Fuck it let it bang son! [Verse 2] Bad bitches on my Soundcloud like this Repost it show it to all of your white friends I think I made it cause Im in somebodys playlist They turnin up to whatever the fuck Im sayin Man, this shit so stupid, this beat is 9 10 21 stupid I dropped an album and the whole town talkin Doin numbers got the whole town watchin Marge Simpson shit, I love all my homies I dont fuck with you if you used to always ignore me And then act like we homies because Im doing well I dont care about your life this isnt show and tell Spendin money but I make it back, play it back Spendin money like me you can have a heart attack Im doing pretty good as far as weirdos go With the weirdest fro, chop it up, weirder flow I know the fuckboys gonna hate this shit In the 847 doin crazy shit If you aint got money you cant hang with us Life changed in a minute this amazing bruh Uh, Whipping down the street blasting my new shit Steezy run the city I thought everybody knew this He rap like he famous, he talk like he hate us But if you knew the truth then you would know that you aint us [Outro] Man you aint us x2 No matter what man you aint us Man you aint us In the 847 x3 Yeah, yeah, yeah
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