Up To Something

One more shot 'cause, I feel like you're up to something F*ck that you're up to something One more shot 'cause, I feel like you're up to something Yeah F*ck that you're up to something Yeah This feeling won't go, what do I do? Falling for the bottle, I'm itching to crawl out of the bottom My mind is been fucked, I might need a lobotomy E-Everyone clowning on me, they be lying to me They won't be befriending me, like I got no enemies I never lied, I don't need your sympathy I been good, but I walk with a mask on my face Like I'm Robin Hood, b-b-but I rap so I'm feeling like MF Doom This that typical Sad Lofi drill shit This that typical, I'm just a misfit I'm tryna reach my final form like I'm Freeza But when I do, I just go there and freeze up (freeze up) She got me wondering if it's a mismatch Nothing won't go as planned, feel like a hostage but I got the demands I been fucking my mental up, popping a Valium In hindsight, it's squeaking like helium Up on the podium, talking to me Something I learned is that nothing is free (it ain't free) Eventually, I gotta pay up, I'm handing my soul I don't mind, it's all messed up Hurting myself and I know that I can't stop Hurting myself and I know that I can't stop Back on my emo ways with that lo-fi Bitch, I been the same and I won't lie I got principles that I go by But shit, I'm still stuck in my own lights I ain't one to go in a fight, or no drama But when it's needed, I'm in like Muhammad Ali (I'm in) There ain't no one that's gon' be stopping me (no) I feel like a virgin, I been fucking me I-I been locked within four walls Got a door dash, got like four bros Who ain't call back, but it's cool cause I'm tough These pills in my system be making me cough I know I'm a diamond I'm up in a rough But when I feel bad, I'm taking a puff Straight to the lungs, hating whatever the f*ck I become But being locked in my room, yeah, I'm done B-B-Bitch, I'm so done, feeling like The Kid Laroi Reminiscing about the times I was nothing but a boy Teachers said that I was faking my mental You go check the radar, go look in the mirror See nothing more faker than you and the fake conversation When I was in school, I just felt separated from everyone Looking to disappear with like every gun I-I-I've been the weirdo, I know They didn't want me there, so I go Locked up in the studio or as I call it, my room Then be disappearing, all out in a boom You can say I was expecting my doom Bitch, I'm still doing myself on my ten toes I was in the wilderness like I'm kinfolk I ain't had no money and they knew that I been broke And all my life made me feel like a big hoax I can't f*ck with nobody, no friend or no enemy (can't f*ck with you) Hating the fact that I can't trust you Actually, I have been trying and dying to share But when I do, I just know you don't care (you don't) Sick of these love songs and that's just my feelings This pill won't go numb, but I'm high as the ceiling I can't cope with nothing, I talk to myself (to myself) Then put these songs I record on the shelf And I never go hear them again, Inon, yeah I feel like you're up to something F*ck that you're up to something One more shot, cause I feel like you're up to something F*ck that you're up to something