Please say
What's on your mind, your mind
We talk
But you don't say shit most of the time
You're mine, you're mine
Know this, don't you know this
Know that you're mine
You're mine, you're mine
We talk
Say how you're feeling, just once this time
I'm
Honestly angry, I'm honestly tired
Searching for answers in vain, feel like my artery gone
Brother in college, I'm feeling lonely like part of me gone
Y'all got a part of me, yah
I'm the boy that wish he didn't live, I gotta be scarred
I molded the flows, I'm the GOAT of the Pottery Barn
I've been losing all my will to fight and it's obvious, y'all
Driving and wishing I could get hit like the lottery, yah
Born on summer solstice so they wondering how could he fall
Ye' of little faith, I'm thinking "How could my father be God?"
I got niggas envious of me and it's obvious, y'all
They don't even try to hide it now so they got to be gone
Wondering if I was gone, would y'all be bothered at all?
Please say
What's on your mind, your mind
We talk
But you don't say shit most of the time
You're mine, you're mine
Know this, don't you know this
Know that you're mine
You're mine, you're mine
We talk
Say how you're feeling, just once this time
Nigga been in that rut and it's feeling him more than zucc
I can see it clear in the air, the place for me isn't here
When I say it, I don't mean you but for you, think the latter truth
You don't say it, this what we made, every night is the bed we lay in
Furthest when we together, throw my last in the weather
And better days are behind, the one depressing my mind
I wonder what's pressing you, my darkness halts in your bloom
My God enlight you, my moon, without you is spelling doom
Only family when we feud, I struggled only, this rumor
Betrayal lie in your heart, you reminisce on the start
But progress is never static, we stumbling over static
We used to be automatic, to see us now would be tragic
Your mother's second son, my Momma only daughter
One lives through your father, even told you 'bout mine
But they just 'fraid he lying
Still in eviction, it's time
Is Kendrith keeping a dime?
Maybe we pastor got it
I suffer this year in silence so yo demons will stay silent
Oh, woah woah
Please say
What's on your mind, your mind
We talk
But you don't say shit most of the time
You're mine, you're mine
Know this, don't you know this
Know that you're mine
You're mine, you're mine
We talk
Say how you're feeling, just once this time
"You have reached the voicemail box of"
This is Struggling Rappers Incorporated, Thank you for calling Jay
Where every line will blow your mind and if not
Clearly you don't know art, or Jamaica. Leave a message
Aye man...
Aye man, you know I don't do no voicemail, nigga
I don't even be calling mothafuckas, bro. Fuck is wrong with you?
Listen man, I know you dropped a crazy ass album
Quit your job at that stupid ass call center, but listen
I ain't one of them bitches, nigga. I'm the homie
You supposed to pick up for me, bro
So don't forget what you doing this for, bro, that's all I'm saying
Don't forget, just don't forget what you doing this for
Family, your loved ones, all that nice, crazy shit, you know what I'm saying?
The shit they be saying in movies at the end of the credits like it matters
You know what I'm saying?
And pick up the goddamn phone!