This Life

Caught between worlds like a satellite Trynna find the definition of a better life Can't just roll a pair of dice to get to paradise In life, if you don't sacrifice, you'll be the sacrifice What do I need in this life What do I gotta let go I don't even know what I like, shit I don't even know what I know Everybody claiming the same prize, y'all should tell every soldier to mark his Used to think life was a cool breeze till I opened my eyes and gah damn What do I need in this life What do I gotta let go I don't even know what I like, shit I don't even know what I know Everybody claiming the same prize, y'all should tell every soldier to mark his Used to think life was a cool breeze till I opened my eyes and gah damn The house always wins, so why would I gamble with life (gamble with life) Why would I waste all my time pretending for people I don't even like (I don't even like) Some people talking behind backs, some are stabbin' 'em just to get likes (sheesh) Love stories end overnight, hearts are broken for the pettiest fights (what) And at times I'm so blinded by love that I can't even see when it's died I can't even see what's on sight I can't even tell what's illegal or right But I prolly should stick to the piece of advice I was given, to get home at six forty-five Cause every single time I chill with the guys, it's like we turn into some demons at night (ayee) Cause we getting turn't up for real And I don't know, they might just start popping some pills And I don't want that But if I leave I'm the wrong cat It's a predicament when peers do the wrong acts Some are all gassed, but no action Get the mill' before 'em like I'm door dashing These days a friendship is a transaction If you in it or not depends on who's asking I'm on the surface, a good gasket And it won't be long till I'm in a casket Will I make it out with a full basket Time won't tell if you don't ask it Am I on board? Yessir She was really toxic, but I kinda miss her So once in a while I go 'head and text her like I'm trynna let loose girl, what's up (aye, mxm) I did it again, why did I mess up The same heartbreak song, Alexa They only check up when you get your check up Living extra, neck up, like the movies I sound broken but I'm boujee When you talk about me, keep it juicy I'm a red flag, green flag, I'm Gucci So better keep on your toes (tippy-toes) I call em boogers, I pick on my foes And I'm trynna be the goat, so I leap on my fours, so It's clear cut when I pick on this rose, like Good Guy, Bad guy Good Guy, Bad guy Good Guy, Bad guy Good Guy, Bad guy Good Guy, Bad guy Good Guy, Bad guy Good Guy, Bad guy Good Guy, Bad guy