48 Hours

I've been up for forty-eight hours No food in my stomach nigga No truth it's redundant figures I've been up for fourty-eight hours Starving for acceptance Dealing with depression, got me Forty-eight hours Forty-eight hours Co-dependent on money that'll buy me a pendant Other half is my addiction to living Wouldn't say I'm scared to die but I don't wanna live a life That feels like it was wasted Remember them rhymes I pasted On the walls in my head It's calligraphy I'd write them as I'd go to bed Hyper active my mind is So I stayed up as it races I seen mama and grandmama fall out bout bluefaces That shii full circle cause I be relating I love them but when they say it They obviously faking I can see in they heart empathy is vacant They living complacent Ready to crash out bout some cents That shii get irritating Acting irrational bout petty shii can drive a wedge between relationship I guess that's what I'm doing with my penmanship I ain't no better in God's eyes, I'm living in sin Sooner than later I promise I'll get right I don't wanna be locked out of heaven when I take flight I wanna let go of all my plight so I write and write My wrongs till I'm alright I ain't no better than Ye But yee, shall see once tarnished Once I'm burned out of clothes no garments My soul is naked and bare ready to bare with the results of my test Ready to let go of my vessel once I learn to let go of what's left Say goodbye to my flesh, and prepare for what's next I've been up for forty-eight hours No food in my stomach nigga No truth it's redundant figures I've been up for fourty-eight hours Starving for acceptance Dealing with depression, got me Forty-eight hours Forty-eight hours What if I had forty-eight hours left to live Forty-eight hours left to give Forty-eight hours left to love Forty-eight hours what the f*ck Will I regret what I have done Do I embrace what's to come I ain't even get to have my son Or my own babygirl to father Don't mean to bother But my mental stuck in a gear that won't let me push on farther This gravity weighing on me, and the feeling somber I guess it's time I do some self reflection before I'm here no longer Will you sing a song for me Put on Born Sinner and play track fourteen That shii is a masterpiece On my way down like I'm TLC Tables Ladders Chairs, there's no more wrestling It's time that I live my truth and give you an honest story This is my allegory, adore me My dear, just adore me I can't keep dealing with this feeling I feel like gravity got a hold on me It's breaking my bones, breaking my bones It's breaking my bones, breaking my bones It's breaking my bones, breaking my bones It's breaking my bones, breaking my bones