I don't want to pick sides with you
Because I've been feeling like its me against you
Somehow I'm still
Still trying to make head just stay afloat
Because I've got 45 of these bitches on the low
Hide my insecurities with a blacked out window rolls
Paranoia coming in from left and right Im stuck I'm froze
I guess just God knows
Ive got to get this shit all off my chest
Then I've got to get these leaches off my back up next
They only want me for the clout
They want the cheques I make
They want the clothes from off my back
But this shit 1 of 1 like the songs I make
Do you remember when we start to fall in love
Now its the only thing that I have left
Im just left here rolling blunts
A victim of the double cup
Im supping mud
Exhausted I'm trying to teach you
How to keep flying when you're falling
Its hard to say that I ain't going to keep on trying
If I ain't all in, I'm all in
I don't want to pick sides with you
Because I've been feeling like its me against you
Somehow I'm still
Trying to make head just stay afloat
Because I've got 45 of these bitches on the low
Hide my insecurities with a blacked out window rolls
Paranoia coming in from left and right Im stuck I'm froze
I guess just God knows