heart on ice

You see here kid, you got to just go for it Don't think about what comes after or what came before You just got to bend you knees, take a deep breath and jump And you might think "What if I fall?" Well, what if you don't? He's a Producer? Aye A lot of things can change with just a conversation No confrontation, but we sit back as if time is waiting And all these masks will make it seem like we don't have to face it Man I got issues I ain't speak on since my graduation And life is crazy man, sometimes I feel like giving up They say "try God" but sometimes he don't answer quick enough Phone ringing, people tryna talk but I ain't picking up They only ask for favors, and I feel like I give enough But time is passing by, these problems growing old Life is paralyzing, man I'm almost comatose I'm hearing rumors but it's gotta be a joke Cause people speaking on my name that I don't even know I try to keep it calm, stay out the way A small smile when someone mispronounce my name Love is a game, but I ain't coming out to play Cause half my heart in a vault, and the other in another safe I got some work to do, I promise that I'm growing still Got a few spots when I'm stressed I just go to chill I know the truth when people ask if I'm okay But I don't want no one to worry, so the pain, I ignore it still But honestly every week it's really something new I put my heart on ice, my wife gone get her something blue I put my heart on this so listen and get comfortable I put my heart on ice, my wife gone get her something blue Don't let the chips fall as they play You'll live to see another day Aye But this the world that I've been warned bout but it is what it is I'm making more mistakes now then when I did as a kid Like being friends with my ex, I just burned a bridge But you don't take baby steps when you get outta the crib So now I'm on the other side but I'm no Adele The pain inside will make me feel like I don't know myself My heart on ice for real, it got me feeling cold as hell I used to have dreams of putting trophies on these open shelves I wasn't even gonna rap, no stereotypes Football was it for me I swear I prepared for the life Dream was a Super Bowl for real I had some super plans But I changed when I saw the booth, well I guess I'm Superman But shit changing often, and seasons short as hell Now I embrace the rain and ignore the hail See this a cold world, I'm done with the extra Whoever get what's in my chest is getting a treasure I'm gone