Stuck In the Past

Im dreaming bout a life that I dont have, Lately ive been stuck in the past Im trying to stick to my path, like flower I stick to the wraps Im done with the drama im cutting you off, if you aint been cutting it back Im really not cutting no slack, Id rather just stick to the facts Go get me a bag, and get me it fast, it feels like im famous at last Flash Back to the days, where I stayed in a place When I smoked by myself, and my thoughts would erase No i'm not doing well, I was lost in the chase, what am I gonna say I'm still lost to this day, theres a fog in my brain, hope my thoughts get me paid, and my dogs get a plate I've been off of the walls in this place, and im not coming down, floated off into space, im too gone in my ways Hold on let me go and get myself in check, Looking for a balance gotta get that next, Problems ive been having got me way too stressed, Need a model, that can swallow, and just help me destress What I follow, turned me hollow, and I cant confess That tomorrow, wont have sorrow, cause I aint my best So im high like colorado, got my eyes just like a cardinal, I just left my nest; Cloud 9 Got my ex wanna text on my line, I digress Im a mess in my mind I know sex aint the best part to find, when your next to her chest and investing your time, but the blessing was mine So with all due respect, I just sent you a text, and I left you behind And I left my own, with depression in mind, ive been stressed all the time, I just hope that im blessed, and im next up in line Cause This is the prophecy, you better talk to me properly, I got the top models giving top to me, i'm in a different climate they aint hot as me, compass is straight they ain't ever rerouting me I made it rain, and my thoughts brought a cloud on me, bought a terrain and I got me some property, life is a game and I play like monopoly Follow my dreams and I hope that my youngins will follow me Cause I got the vibe that you were never proud of me, now it's an uppercut to every motherfucker that was doubting me, honestly, I need a rack in advance if you ever reach out to me Im calling out lineups like sequence, flip instrumentals like seasons I swear I just murdered the beat, so give me a beatswitch Im stuck at the bottom and I know this flower aint solving my problems no more My brain and my lungs getting rotten still stuck in this process of watching my growth Ive Lately been quiet and plotting, and stalking whats making me out of control I feel like im losing myself but you got me fucked up if you think that im losing my soul F*ck it tho what do i know, Im tryna make all my paper stretch over the globe I would sit back with my mom and my folks, all alone, in that home, where aint noone would go I would just play on my phone, because I didn't know, what to do if the place aint my own Living with people you never have known, mama just used up her loan and were out all alone Figured were all out of loans, all of the figures were coming in slow, Dad calling me on the phone He told me the cancer just spread to his throat, I would pray he wouldn't go Now i just sit back and ghost, Exhaling the pressure whenever i smoke This shit aint funny im not for the jokes You the type clowning on shit you dont know Dont even know why you acting do bold I got the force how im moving your sole I got the store pushing out what I wrote Changing the temp cause im hot and im cold Aint tryna cop all the rocks and the stones Im getting stock and a pot full of gold Im getting top and some wap from a hoe aint no stop in my plot for where im gonna go Lately been saving my money i aint really smoking, So When i get high im just climbing the totem I put in the work when nobody had noticed, the same ones are noted So when i blow up then do not start approaching Im quarantined, all of the flows are corrosive Im 18 no glock but im locked up and loaded You better get back before i start exploding (ah)