rooftops, Pt. 2 (feat. yxng4mel)

Shit, I don't know what the f*ck I'm saying, it's a little bit different, but.. Hopefully I'll be okay, until the day I die Tryna be my best, but everybody putting So much fucking stress, inside my fucking chest I'm tryna get fucking help, but no one ever is there to fucking help So what the f*ck is the point, keep on screaming at myself In my brain, I'm in my shit, hopefully I'll be o fucking kay Smoke a zip, after zip, hopefully I'll meet my gas chamber Like the holocaust, and can I never understand this shit I don't know, I just try to dump this shit You don't understand, what's the cost to get up to this shit You never been all the way down, you're at your fucking lowest Tryna get to the top, you never been at this shit So I never stop, I'm gon shoot up like a fucking rocket shit So f*ck these other bitches, they ain't know me like I knew them But, it's all different, so what the f*ck it is The goddamn there's no fucking difference I cannot f*ck with these hoes How you fucking my bro and keep it all the low Like damn, what do you know I can't f*ck with no bunnies that play in the snow Now she wanna f*ck cause I'm finna blow Like damn, you cold It's either it's me or it's him, I'm better Bitch, you a thot, I won't give you my sweater Stupid ass hoes tryna send me a letter Start tryna get clout, so you can feel better Bitches be cheating, so they can get pleasure if you think that you smart, then I think I'm clever When I started rapping, I guess I had pressure Yeah, I'm playing ball, but I'm not a center