The Story Of Van Lord

The ride to break my heart gave you the ticket
At this point they all eating so just dig in
These niggas cannot see I'm on a mission
I just wanna be great why don't listen?
Don't mean that you depressed if you wanna kill yourself
Some people think this world just doesn't fit for them
I think I used to be one of them
I don't necessarily think that means that you need help
Maybe he or she needs someone to comfort them
Feel wanted and appreciated for the simple fact that they are there
Come on, come on, come on and dance with me
Live in my fantasy, no factory
Getting staticky down bad nigga steady tryna match wit me
But scrap that nigga for a sec don't know what I'm doing wrong
When it comes to life, money, bitches, streams don't know what I'm doing wrong
Had Harvard dreams, but now I wanna be a superstar
Sometimes I wonder if I'm going far
Asked my ex friends how easy was it to do me wrong?
I should've known it all along
But who am I, to judge you, because you felt I should be done so cruel
When I'm the greatest promise you that imma act a fool
Bitch stop calling my phone really cause I am not in the mood
If its a god if I jump off this building from the top floor, right now
Head first, am I gonna live to tell the tale?
I don't think so
Apologize to all my sisters and my brothers as a kid for always making them say sorry
For shit that I had caused like nine times out of ten
I'm just tryna make amends
Even though it ain't much shit to say because I barely talk to them
But that could be my fault
When I reach out just to have a conversation feels like they don't really care too much
Apart of the reason why I shut up
I'm a anti social demi god baby wit anxiety
Tell a bitch I don't smoke and then she asks would you get high wit me? (haha)
Bitch I don't like you that much (I'm just keeping it real, I'm just keeping it real)
Bitch after all that shit you did I wouldn't care if you were to die for real
You showed me no respect so now I don't care how you feel
We are glorious, just cause we take a loss don't mean shit we'll always be victorious
Don't even bring nothing to the table (at all)
I ain't talking class
Don't even get me started on that
I'm the one they used to laugh at
Now all of a sudden all my enemies wanna be friends and chill no I don't like that
No I don't, they keep on asking will I ever be ok bitch I hope
I could vent to ya'll about my pain for hours even days
But I don't think that I got time now
Think its time to leave it at that so goodbye now
I love everyone that loves me
And that was the story of Van Lord by Vintagé
Alright kids grab your bags, and get ready for the bus I'll see you next week