ROI

I’m such a nuisance That’s just my two cents Never tie my loose ends up Instead I lose friends Hit them up like who is this? Old friends say you the best I don’t know what you expected I can’t get too I can’t get too invested That’s why I’m sitting here looking like I never cared about a damn thing Or in the booth so aloof I just tell them that it’s just my resting face I don’t get too high I don’t get too low I stay the same But nobody in my life’s gotta deal with this brain Going every which way each moment changes things Minor but taking at bats in major leagues Singing these songs they playing feels make belief How you doing say I’m great but I’m not even average I lost a lot of my traction and time to follow my passion From all the costs that been growing made bad return on investments I try to churn out these lessons keep Spotify on retention Claim altruism is the motive but really crave the attention it’s got me stressed So I might just dip with my girl to the south beach Fuel my whip see the world leave the town keep Cash in a clip so I’ll splurge when I’m browsing Stashing a zip feel the Earth change around me And hold more flows than a Nalgene analogies Could probably hit harder but I’m drowsy and drowning I traded good nights for some bad dreams waking up Chop down like a Seminole Last two albums went ten and oh I just hope that it’s tenable me and rap been inseparable since ‘06 or ‘07 or so But turned up the lever 2011 with Devers and Huck and Deven Whenever my cup is heavy I’m setting it down and spilling Stay revving up till I fill it go belly up when it’s building Now fellas think I’m a Nuisance That’s just my two cents Never tie my loose ends up Instead I lose friends Hit them up like who’s this? Old friends say you the best I don’t know what you expected I can’t get too I can’t get too invested That’s just my two cents Never tie my loose ends up Instead I lose friends but I hit them up like Yo who’s this New phone old friends like you the best I don’t know what you expected I can’t get too I can’t get two damn seconds on my own Everybody wanna tell me what they want from me But never wanna hear from what I want myself Thank God there’s Heaven at the end because it’s been feeling like Hell I got an image of myself that isn’t stacking up as well I like my liquor like my pictures only from the top of shelf I got an ego and an appetite and neither getting quelled I see no evil, see no equal, see no people I can’t help This feel like breaking out a shell yes lord yes lord Break down my problems makes me wonder what I even stress for Love’s good life’s short If I write it and record then my legacy will last longer Nothing that I can’t conquer ran a crash course Through my landmarks from frat raps in Grand Forks To having fans ask when my show is so passports in order I’m not half off plans nor half short I’m past having to act cool learning to rap colder for sure for sure