SICK / WINNING .

I'm sick of being fake to you I'm thinking tomorrow I'ma tell the truth Well maybe I won't Everything anxiety ruled But I'm really getting sick of playing this role I'm so sick of playing this role I'm so sick of playing this role But I'm so used to putting on a face That I don't know if you's gonna like the real me You can always fake that shit until you make it But it doesn't mean it doesn't come with consequences And I'm fucking living it Yeah I'm fucking living it Know I'm nothing like you even though I said I was And I know you gonna fuss, when i confess I'm still a better man than I ever was But even though I'm better I'm still stupid as f*ck I'm sick of being fake to you I'm thinking tomorrow I'ma tell the truth Well maybe I won't Everything anxiety ruled But I'm really getting sick of playing this role I'm sick of being fake to you I'm thinking tomorrow I'ma tell the truth Well maybe I won't Everything anxiety ruled But I'm really getting sick of playing this role I'm so sick of playing this role I'm so sick of playing this role But I'm so used to putting on a face And I don't know if you's gonna like the real me ... You told me I'm never gonna make it Kinda funny now cause I been getting famous I got off my ass when you didn't When it comes to life, bitch, I'm fucking winning When it comes to us, I don't fucking need you You don't got me now and there's no one to feed you And that's what you get for trying to take me for granted Always staying fucking solid just like granite All my money getting old like a Grammy I don't really give a f*ck if I ever get a Grammy I already made my mark when I die, they gon' talk about me Ain't no one's gonna know who you are, you're fucking worthless Yeah, you're nothing Bad bitches around me, wanna f*ck me I been on my own lane, they can't catch me I could donate all my money, they still hate me You told me I'm never gonna make it Kinda funny now cause I been getting famous I got off my ass when you didn't When it comes to life, bitch, I'm fucking winning When it comes to us I don't fucking need you You don't got me now and there's no one to feed you And that's what you get for trying to take me for granted Always staying fucking solid just like granite