Dream

Yeah I'm done with explaining myself to people When they ask I say, "You wouldn't get it" Keep them at a distance It's not even in my blood to be this cryptic But open books just get their pages ripped And I don't feel like taping it, bruh So you get what you get Like Pollyanna I'm not Santa I'm just a man with a lot on his mind Who spends a lot of time looking at the Internet Somewhere in a rabbit hole like, "How did I get into that?" I had a dream last night that I died in I wonder if it's foreshadowing or just guidance on What not to do How not to move But then again, I do a lot of not doing And that never works Like when I met *** Yeah, she could've been the one But I was being dumb Just like I'm always is Which is ironic because I grew up as a gifted kid I guess arithmetic means nothing for relationships Figures Looking at the figures Glancing at the news Death toll rising People running from the truth I'm thinking Am I the only one that's not crazy? I had that thought so much it drives me crazy Ain't that crazy? Can't let it phase me We on the move Like Lil Baby I got Something 2 Prove I keep my feet on the ground in these comfortable shoes This is my story and you're part of it too Thank you I stare At the inside of my palms Late at night sometimes To make sure this isn't a dream I'm paranoid more than Mrs. Benson Wish we didn't need protection Wanna go back to the days When Mickey D's from out of class was the form of flexin' Sadly, ignorance is bliss And everybody is a hypocrite Ain't take the bait, but at least you ain't forget it Now your group chat like Reddit 'Cause your friends claim they hate me But they watching where I'm stepping This is for the ones they wouldn't let in You worth more than the surface claims So yeah, let's get it Underdog flows for the ones they ain't heard of My humbleness truly something unheard of Want my damn respect, but I don't need a million friends Not for everybody, man I can't even pretend What's life? What's love? Said that I was done But every time I hear a beat I start writing with my own blood I'm wishing all love I hope for less pain Lock myself away and the result is something great H2H blow, they all mad like they Karens Share this album with my close friends 'cause I hate sharing If this was every day, I wouldn't pretend And if you made it this far, congratulations The end