Lonely Roads

Aye
Living this work life
Its getting hard for me to settle down
Cant think about shit
Trying to get the fuck up out this town
I stay wishing i could be something
In my mind i fucking tear it down
I stay making money
But id rather burn it to the ground
I lost my mind
I dont really know if i will get time
Spending most my days feeling like im dying
I be barely getting sleep
Everyday im fucking tired
Barely making music
Lately i be feeling uninspired
But now i got it back
Im starting to think that its my fucking time
I was running like a fucking running back
But now im back up on my grind
I stay on my music shit
No more feeling left behind
I stay rapping for the people
Not to mention for myself
I kept fucking thinking
I was living two separate lives
Man that shit is parallel
For the fucking longest time
I was left inside of hell
Where all the demons in my head are there to dwell
Damn