Living with dreams and goals stacking money cocky in my veins I just best believed

Looking at the sunset

Shining through the city thinking bout a good day that I just finished with ease

Busting down hoes like it's real fun

But I be really praying to God while I have fun for no son

Maybe I am living life

Maybe I cry over the same girl in thoughts that I can be living life

Maybe I'm drowning myself in instant gratification so I can fool myself that I am living life

Just maybe

I carry a gun not to kill but to contemplate back and forth to see if I'm really living this life

What's the meaning of living if I don't feel like I'm living

When my life doesn't feel like happiness isn't giving

Pull up to the corner store every night thinking

Maybe it's just me

Maybe I'm going crazy

I'll be fine once I buy myself this 40

Keep telling yourself

Keep looking for help

Busting down hoes drinking and smoking

Keep drowning yourself in instant gratification so you can fool yourself

Just lie to yourself now

It's okay, at least you're rich, got a car got a bunch of other hoes that will ride for you now

At least you got your boys that will die for you now

At least you got your fake friends that would cry for you now

You got your haters, that would post rest in peace to the media

To give you some love, but just to gain the self love

But what's that really about, is it really for me, or is it really for clout

Is it really for me, or is it really for clout

Is it really just me, or is it really just doubt

See me in the grave, crying like you care, crying like we had some memories to share

What's the meaning of living if I don't feel like i'm living

When my life doesn't feel like happiness isn't giving

I want to laugh too

I remember, when I had to steal cause I was too poor to buy brand clothes

Just to fit in or cause my clothes didn't fit in

Fit in, with the rest that didn't make me seem fit

But look at me now

I be whipping in my ghost, drinking goose with my hoes in the backseat

Got the 20 bands in the back, and my phone ringing

Popping like I'm Drizzy, speeding down Broad like the ops gonna catch me

I got my bros

Counting paper, loading mags, cleaning tags, loading bags like it's nothing

I even got your girl sliding in my DMs like she want me

And now I hold the world with my left

While I hold back my tears

While I hold my bleeding heart with my right

While I, know myself and I

Don't like hoes but I, cry for Es all night

Break my heart so I, drink and smoke all night, pray to God for light

But I'm still drowning myself in instant gratification

Busting down hoes, drinking and smoking so I can fool myself

Rather just shoot myself

Rather just laugh at the world and fake myself

As I grab with the world in my left hand, while I got the bands in my right hand

While I got the hoes in my bed, got the power and the crown on my head

I still want to die

I still want to fly

I still want to die

I still want to fly

I still want to die and throw the power, fame, and all the money aside cause that's not me

Cause that's not me

Maybe I will get your love, maybe I won't, maybe I will die, maybe I won't fly

Maybe