Schizo
Its dreez
Lately i been up for days
Barely even blinking
Rolling blunts and pouring cups
To keep myself from thinking
In the midst of all this
Pressure i been sinking
Niggas tryna fuck in this industry they be
Winking and im just a girl
19 with dreams of being on the big screen
Blue jeans, Jordans kinda cute
But still can spit mean
Gas bill be getting high
So fuck it imma bring the heat
Im tryna eat and it aint sweet
Until im checking into suites
I doubled back and made it happen
Started writing poetry
And now im noticed off this rapping
Making music for niggas in chicago
That be trappin
But still can switch it up
For all the poets that be snapping
They told me that im blowing up
Im tryna get bigger
Feel good to played by radios
And not these niggas
A lot of people told me i wont make it
How you figure
Then i realize they want what i got
Or they just bitter lame niggas
I never cared about my fate
Cause i know i got what it takes
So im indifferent to the hate
I got too many hopes at stake
But still im drowning
I found myself sorrounded
By doctors and machines
My blood rushing, head pounding
They say women dont make it
Unless they on they knees
So i got down on my knees
Started praying God please
Not religious but i want it bad
So i be praying boy
Niggas trynna play me like a game
But i aint playing boy
Mama barely paying for the crib
It was never this hard when i was
Laying in the crib as a baby who
Would think that i would make it
This far but ill be damned
If i made it here and wont
Go another yard shit is getting hard
I want it all
Fuck a deal if they aint talking right
Been running my city for so long
That i aint walking right
Im from Chicago
The city people die for
Where they aint talking they
Just shooting at the rivals
My grandma died in her sleep
Next to a bible
Im starting to feel like my life
Is just a recital
Niggas faking so I be writing
Til my fingers aching
I stop breathing before i even think
I aint gon make it
And everybody out here
Thinking everybody sleeping on em
I set alarms and its creeping on em
I had a fucked up life
Im breaking down
So whenever i get me a swisher
Im breaking down
And whenever i get me a bottle
Im pouring up, thoughts racing
And Im stuck
Soon enough im slowing up
Then i get to throwing up
All the pain i was feeling
All the tears I was shedding when
The obstacles was given
All the niggas on my side
That told me they would ride
But they lied now Im in
The building and they outside
So in the future when you see me
In that beamer
Just know i wasnt shit
I turned myself into dreamer pt 2