WizzyG - Broken Feelings Lyrics

I got adjusted in the gutter
Ain't been myself but you couldn't tell last summer
It ain't about numbers (Nah)
It's more about who keeps coming And the ones that running
Feels like I'm sinking into some quicksand
Been tryna heal with the gas in my hand
Cause my ass on the stand and
My last album was a flop
We don't even gotta talk bout it man
Pass the rock ima slam
I'm like Kevin Durant before the injury
Used to pop lock when I dance
Summertimes for the cookouts
My plug hit me up for the good stuff
Said good looking got that good good gas
Yeah I'm a rookie but when I'm off that cookie
I'm kickin it with my hoodrats
Turn the six upside down
We just tryna get the good times back
If I ever had kid, ain't no question
All my friends said I'd be a good good dad
Yeah i learned my lesson, people come people go but I thought that this shit would last

How you expect me to trust you if nowadays I can't even really trust myself?
You cannot ask for no help from police if you black cause might just end up dead
Can't say a word to them dudes Because I knew ever since high school they was twelve
I spent some days in the dirt but I just made it worst I just hope I ain't going to hell
I'm fighting and screaming inside of dreams because all these demons haunting me
When you keep wondering you will be in like 5 or 10 years it gets hard to sleep
Gotta keep grinding regardless what time it is cause money doesn't fall off of trees
Stay down with my dawgs I won't ever switch teams don't matter what the others offering
Yeah
I'm in a field for real
I swear I don't give a f*ck these niggas feel I'm tryna heal for real
Shit had been broken for years and Now I'm in gear for real
This is the start of my career and I'm really here for real
We not going back and forth over stats
Ima dawg and God is all I fear
If I die before it's time to go I just Want you know you ain't gotta shed tear
Been changing the way that I flow it's cause of the smoke and I can see hope is near

Got adjusted to the gutter
Ain't been myself but you couldn't tell last summer
It ain't about numbers (Digits)
It's more about who keeps coming and the ones that running
Feels like I'm sinking into some quicksand
Been tryna heal with the gas in my hand
Cause my ass on the stand and
My last album was a flop
We don't even gotta talk bout it man
Pass the rock ima slam
I'm like Kevin Durant before the injury
Used to pop lock when I dance
Summertimes for the cookouts
My plug hit me up for the good stuff
Said good looking got that good good gas
Yeah I'm a rookie but when I'm off that cookie
I'm kickin it with my hoodrats
Turn the six upside down
We just tryna get the good times back

How you expect me to trust you if nowadays I can't even really trust myself ?
You cannot ask for no help from police if you black cause might just end up dead
Can't say a word to them dudes Because I knew ever since high school they was twelve
I spent some days in the dirt but I just made it worst I just hope I ain't going to hell

I got adjusted in the gutter (In the dirt)
Ain't been myself but you couldn't tell last summer
It ain't about numbers (Nah)
It's more about who keeps coming And the ones that running
Feels like I'm sinking into some quicksand
Been tryna heal with the gas in my hand
Cause my ass on the stand and
My last album was a flop
We don't even gotta talk bout it man
Pass the rock ima slam
I'm like Kevin Durant before the injury
Used to pop lock when I dance
Summertimes for the cookouts
My plug hit me up for the good stuff
Said good looking got that good good gas
Yeah I'm a rookie but when I'm off that cookie
I'm kickin it with my hoodrats
Turn the six upside down
We just tryna get the good times back