I lost my voice by the way
Happy 2023
Look
I don't make a resolution I just go for it
(I just go for it)
I can't smoke to cope no more so I just raw-dog it
(I just raw-dog it)
Had to cut the nigga off that I was raw-dogging
(I was raw-dogging)
Gotta move tact, better usage of the noggin
(Use my own noggin)
Lost my way a little I was driving through the fog and
(I was driving through the fog and)
It takes some time to get up when nobody sees you falling
(Nobody sees you falling)
Dirt under my nails cuz I've been crawling from the bottom
(I've been crawling from the bottom)
Toxic positivity won't help me, I don't got none
(I don't got it, I don't got it)
Cuz I'm a realist and I'm pragmatic
I get cynical, at times I panic
I get bitchy and I'm erratic
I'm impulsive and full blown manic
Future scares me so I obsess
Wonder if I'm cut out for this
Tired of lessons, my life's no test
Nigga I'm depressed
But I digress
I digress
I digress
But I digress
Every day I wake up just a bit closer to 30
(Just a bit closer to 30)
Thinkin' bout achievements only make a nigga worry
(It only make a nigga worry)
All my friends are superstars, they shooting like Steph Curry
(Swish, swish)
Comparison done stole my joy and ran off in a hurry
(Yeah it ran off in a hurry)
I'll never resent my brother, I'm proud of the progress
(I'm proud of the progress baby)
I just wanna catch up and perfect my own process
(Process baby)
I been feeling stuck, too busy worried bout my pockets
(Too busy worried bout my fuckin' pocket)
I miss when I didn't have to think about no profits
But I'm a realist and I'm pragmatic
Shit expensive, and I don't have it
They beg for content, to show your face
Pay attention for like two days
I just poured in my whole life savings
Satisfying your short-form cravings
My imposter syndrome's a mess
All while you get to
(While you get to)
Digress
You get to digress
You get to digress
While I need angel investors
Yo
I been stuck in my analysis paralysis
Another year passed but I can't snap out of it
Thinkin' bout my next move to my detriment
Trapped inside my head but, nothing makin' sense
All I need is dollars, but this job pay me in cents
All my money go to bills and paying off the rent
And what's left? People love to tell me to invest
But I can't pay the prices that these new niggas expect
Underground cliquey, niggas only like they friends
But if they think you'll bring them hella ends
Then they might play pretend
A shaky hand is one they might extend
So they could ride the wave until the end
And that's the ugly truth
Don't matter if you fire in the booth
If they don't like you then you get the boot
Cuz it's bout who you know
That's what get you backstage at the show
That or acting like a groupie hoe
But what do I know
What the fuck do I know
Like what the fuck do I know
What the fuck do I know
What the fuck do I know
What the fuck do I know
What the fuck do I know
What the fuck do I know
What the fuck do I know
What the fuck do I know
But I digress