These Thoughts 3

Tired of the stressing wanna give it up Some days my demons keep on tearing me up Sleepless nights got me tossing and turning They got me thinking of all the times that I messed my life up I don't know what it is but something's on my mind Each night it feels like it's the last time It's the beginning but still feels like the end Beginning but still feels like the end Got nothing left I don't know what to say Did all the right things or so they say Did college in three years I got my MBA And still I'm sitting here so damn underpaid Where is my passion that shit extinct I daydream bout music and living out my dream Listening to album and artist after artist it seems Thinking I'm on their level but I'm left at the screen This shit so frustrating Nothing I want more than recognition Something to show me to continue on my mission I've tried to put this shit down I can't go with it I was 19 when this whole thing started Now I'm 23 and I have barely moved I was 20 when I started mixing my own music Three years later you know that all my shit has improved Wanna pay back my dad for helping with tuition Wanna pay off my mom's debt she don't need that burden Wanna give my brothers a couple stacks so they live worry free And after all that's done I'll buy my girl a ring Tired of the stressing wanna give it up Some days my demons keep on tearing me up Sleepless nights got me tossing and turning They got me thinking of all the times that I messed my life up I don't know what it is but something's on my mind Each night it feels like it's the last time It's the beginning but still feels like the end Beginning but still feels like the end