tjmaq - error Lyrics

Young T in the cut like some f*ckin' bacteria
Member in the class, never knew the criteria
Busy gettin' fried in the back with the headphones on
That's when I'm in my zone, I ain't here ya
And really what they sayin' to me is nothin too serious
I'd rather be in thought alone, talk with the spirits
I'd rather go and walk alone, roam to the nearest
Chevron, 7-Eleven, cop a drink and I appear up
To a new location with some new faces
Same shit, new bases, livin' in a matrix
Livin' while impatient, like why I'm really waitin'?
I'm runnin' through the field
But I ain't touch bases
It's a lot of tryna make it's when you tryna make it
It's a lot of tryna make it's when you tryna make it
In and out the house, I'm stayin' up to get pockets changin'
You ain't talkin' profits, then we gotta change the conversation

But is there really peace inside of me?
Instead of seekin' to destroy, I can't be weak
I can't deceive, these f*ckin' creatures prowl on me
I can't stay focused, I can't breathe
I'm tryna see
I pop one pill can't feel a thing
My mind is numb, maybe I'm free
I f*ck my bitch to fill my chi
I f*ck the world, get outta me
Yeah, I f*ck the world, now she proud of me
Uh, yeah, uh
Go through the motions, sippin' on potions
Go on the internet, what the bitch postin'?
Stuck in my head and that bitch wouldn't open
Lotta of shit crazy, I go through the motions
Off of that shit, I'm gainin' emotions
Should I just stop or should I keep goin'?
Mixin' magic till it goes overdosing

Mixin' that shit, cut out the bullshit
Ice cold, bitch, I'm frozen
Oh my God, frozen
Oh my God, bitch, I'm frozen
Bitch, I ain't even notice you
You see, all my clothes bitch
I don't even f*ckin know shit
I don't even f*ckin know shit