I wish I was the type
To tell they momma I made it
But my pride won't let me past all the
Things I ever hated
Hated being alone
Knowing pops through a phone
I hated you drank all that port wine
I still smell the aroma
Hated I could never play in imagination
I was a realist and all that shit
Was a waste of patience
I was a baby
With the soul of an older man
Contemplating my mortality
And why do I even live
Stressing about bills
Before I could even get a gig
Like Superman young
Flying round in my underwear
But my mind is my kryptonite
And It won't let me get a win
I can't stand my own thoughts
How can I learn to live
Why would I want live
Sometime Sometimes Sometime
I want to lie
Sometime Sometimes Sometime
I want to fight
Sometime Sometimes Sometime
I want to cry i want to die
But dont die
Sometime Sometimes Sometime
I want to lie
Sometime Sometimes Sometime
I want to fight
Sometime Sometimes Sometime
I want to cry i want to die
But dont die
Sometimes i feel
These walls closing in on me
And sometimes i feel like
The world wont let me breath
Sometimes
Sometimes I wish get it all over with
Sometimes I feel like everything is standing still
Getting harder it seems
To take bear my day to day
So I want to take my days away
And hopefully thats solution
Can take this pain away
But I promised
I'd be better than the other man
That means I gotta do it better
And I can't do it dead
I'm feeling powerless and
I can't seem to find a way
Crippled by knowledge
But I guess that was the devils plan
Because the fruits of my labors
Don't seem to ever seem to pay
So im still hustling
Just to get the babies fed
Im still swallowing my pride
Around this ignorance
And still ducking from the law
So they don't grant my wish
Sometime Sometimes Sometime
I want to lie
Sometime Sometimes Sometime
I want to fight
Sometime Sometimes Sometime
I want to cry i want to die
But dont die
Sometime Sometimes Sometime
I want to lie
Sometime Sometimes Sometime
I want to fight
Sometime Sometimes Sometime
I want to cry i want to die
But dont die
Sometimes i feel
These walls closing in on me
And sometimes i feel like
The world wont let me breath
Sometimes
Been trying to find a way out of this life
But all I seem is to find myself bottle
Already at the bottom
With a couple rocks
Left in my glass
But I guess that's all i need
Just my rocks left in my glass
To hold me down and keep me on my grind
Because they know I'm made for greater
And that's on my pride
Na man that's on my momma
I know always wrong her
But i dont never bring her drama
I just neva call her
Check ups on her grand daughter
Turn to mis sed callers
But still you came through for the wedding
And even sent me dollaz
That shit was hella clutch
And you did hella much
And I know I ain't see it then
But thats just your type of love
Sometime Sometimes Sometime
I want to lie
Sometime Sometimes Sometime
I want to fight
Sometime Sometimes Sometime
I want to cry i want to die
But dont die
Sometime Sometimes Sometime
I want to lie
Sometime Sometimes Sometime
I want to fight
Sometime Sometimes Sometime
I want to cry i want to die
But dont die
Sometimes i feel
These walls closing in on me
And sometimes i feel like
The world wont let me breath
Sometimes