Zamzam (feat. Yung Bambi & Alex Speed)

Do I got a lot of things on my chest, yes Money come money go, still depressed Yes yes yes, yes yes yes I'm a mess Money come money go, still depressed And I'm mean when upset, yeah I ain't mean what I said, yeah I ain't mean what I said, yeah Smoking until I'm out of breath, yes yes yes Yes I got some things on my chest, yes yes I was sick in many ways so I flipped another page Now I'm flipping mp3s like back in the day Custom-made mixes, collage art in the jewel case Lyrics in the margins of my notes every school day This is what I made now you can catch this fade I be spazzing on stage, it's amazing People yelling out my name it's a Mason And they're thinking that I'm happy but that ain't it (no, no, no, no) Man I thought that I'd be happy but that ain't it (no) Who would have thought that all this hope would turn to anguish (no, no, no) I got people in my phone still don't press enter And I smoke by the zone on my own in the winter Every moment when I wake I feel like it's stage fright 'Cause my shit is super fake I feel like a play wright I can't be on my own I'm afraid to be alone So I go to sleep with the aid of a peace pipe Do I got a lot of things on my chest, yes Money come money go, still depressed Yes yes yes, yes yes yes I'm a mess Money come money go, still depressed And I'm mean when upset, yeah I ain't mean what I said, yeah I ain't mean what I said, yeah Smoking until I'm out of breath, yes yes yes Yes I got some things on my chest, yes yes Now she jus done and left me on my lonely Only thoughts of you when I'm posted with my homies Don't know what to do these other girls don't really know me Swear I'll treat you better, no more games that was the old me Feel like I'm running in a race You just gotta find your pace Always finish in first place, no She a girl French girl S'il vous plait From her bright blond hair To the way she move her waist, whoa She with me wherever I go She my shining star, I can't keep her on the d-low Bright in the sky I love to watch you glow They don't know the things that we know Do I got a lot of things on my chest, yes Money come money go, still depressed Yes yes yes, yes yes yes I'm a mess Money come money go, still depressed And I'm mean when upset, yeah I ain't mean what I said, yeah I ain't mean what I said, yeah Smoking until I'm out of breath, yes yes yes Yes I got some things on my chest, yes yes