Off My Chest

Yeah yeah, uh Yeah Yeah Just need to get some stuff off my chest Yeah Yeah, uh Man I don't even know how I'm still here I been scared of life, tryna face my fears Bipolar, emotions so severe Can't deal with you niggas ain't got time to spare And if you try to double cross I'm like how you dare In the presence of greatness, I'm so rare Take trips but of course it's gon' cost a fare And it's gon' cost you a G if you want me there Man I'm so tired of living in debt I might call the debt collectors on myself At least these niggas might even give me plan Tryna build my own map and don't know where I am Burned all my bridges don't got no fam Don't like posting on tiktok or the gram Life's a test don't know if I passed thee exam Common therapy I know is rollin a gram Life been so crazy with twists and turns And I just finished my Saturn return So I jot all the lessons that I learned Tryna build a pathway so my leisure is earned Everyday I wake up my mind so concerned And my bills is not adding up to what I earned Mad at the world like when is it gon be my turn Pourin all this out just to get a return I stay dreaming without a doubt But if it don't manifest then did I have doubt Dug my cleats in the grass and I ran my route Just being myself, ain't chase no clout Having visions that I'll be a richer man But certain people in my life was clouding my plan I been battling with life since I began Tryna learn how to be proud of who I am But now that they gone what excuse I got When it comes to the pain man I felt a lot Went outside and certain things missing from the lot And if I don't get on does that mean I flopped Should be racing myself instead of racing a clock Got this new mindset that I'm tryna adopt So hard to keep going but I can't even stop And I been goin so hard I deserve my props Honestly sometimes just wanna leave earth Not even go back and change my past or reverse Remember growing up young feeling like I was cursed Always been quiet only converse in a verse Always felt like I was misunderstood People tryna tell me but if they could they would Feel like Paper Boi when he was lost in the woods Tryna stay out the way while I do my good Growing up nobody asked me how I feel Had to go about life like mine wasn't real So of course with that my heart turned into steel Coming up in my house that wasn't ideal But I was born for the bigger stage, mass appeal Just being honest and keeping it real Eyes been open but my mouth was sealed All the things in the dark must be revealed I been workin so hard ain't got time to rest When it comes to spittin bars nigga I'm the best Man I can't even lie I been feeling depressed When I went right everybody just went left Just a lost man who's been on his quest But I still kept Salone Boy on my chest Yeah uh On my chest Still kept Salone Boy Yeah, uh