This the interlude
Couldn't figure out what to say
I'll do a Kendrick and give the heart without the spade
And show you niggas how my blues filled an empty day
Brown in my loneliness pain in an empty day
Blue turned to brown
Brown to red
Red as in the rage
It's driving me insane
Sitting in the corner while the times in decay
Friends don't hit you up and your sick of all the games
Sick of all the games
So what's a milli to a pound when there's no one there to share in it
What's a Rick and woo with no flair in it
What's a song or tune when no one's hearing it
Sitting in the corner feeling so nefarious
And you think your friends hate you
They probably wouldn't miss you
They might not even rate you
Probably saying f*ck you
F*ck dat f*ck you
I confirmed to your ideals
It really wasn't ideal
Smoking till my mind heals
So I take the ships wheel
Tryna make our lives a movie
Teach how to kill bills
So you can get Beverly
And maybe buy her new heels
But they just couldn't see it
Now I'm standing here defeated
Steady feeling cheated
Hoping that I was a piece
Or really even needed
The people that I looked up to never looked down
So they can't see you climbing up
Tryna make your own sound
Thinking that they'd lend a hand
Maybe even shout you out
But you just couldn't pay the taxes
You can't pay the latest pounds
Cause friendship is just give and take
And success is how you have to pay
So imma sit here lonely till my dreams see a brighter day