My present state mind
It got me so sublime
But pussy on me all timeline
My eye vivid dollar sign
I wasted time on missionary
While my mission varies
Can't be called to speak about it
If ya gift is buried
I had to get on my don
It's itching on my palm
Life's a bitch but I might f*ck her while her nigga gone
Cause he ain't holdin' on
Niggas bout to lose a charm
She smiling at me
So I put the bitch inside a song
New alarms
Red flags
Bout to lose a arm
My niggas looking at me
"Nigga, f*ck do you be on?"
I need to move along
Prove me wrong
Get it goin
I fight myself on all the shit that I be doin wrong
I flood myself inside some shit that I on't need at all
Broke tides
Burn bridges
I might need to fall
I look myself inside the mirror & I see a dog
But I ain't barkin' on nobody I on't need to brawl
You niggas been too soft & worried bout ya charm
I'm worried bout my mental state & how I'm drifting off
& How I feel I missed a day & might not meet tomorrow
Cause I was bugging yesterday
And today I had to make me a charge
I pace it off