The End Of Me
M.U.N. ZAY
GENRE This is the end of me mentally not physically
It's funny how I bottle all my feeling and let it get to me
Everybody talk about money like it's a God it doesn't mean shit to me
I missed out on my wonder years guess it wasn't meant for me
Look
November 6th, 2004 was the day I was born
May 11th, 2021 was the day I died
My momma cried her son died no homicide
I wiped my eyes but down inside I was traumatized
Heart open heartbroken I was never coping
Looking for love but couldn't love mysеlf I'm steady scoping
I keep my eyes opеn know I'm chosen
Imma rock out till the end ain't no stopping
My demons been quiet Lately I know they plotting
Got my brain rotting
Make a wrong move I'm steady clocking
My family watching
Stand up to my enemies too afraid my legs locking
Every time I open my mouth I have peoples head nodding
I speak spiritually not lyrically
I know you feeling me
That's the problem between me and you
I'm built differently
It's funny how I bottle all my feeling and let it get to me
Everybody talk about money like it's a God it doesn't mean shit to me
I missed out on my wonder years guess it wasn't meant for me
Look
November 6th, 2004 was the day I was born
May 11th, 2021 was the day I died
My momma cried her son died no homicide
I wiped my eyes but down inside I was traumatized
Heart open heartbroken I was never coping
Looking for love but couldn't love mysеlf I'm steady scoping
I keep my eyes opеn know I'm chosen
Imma rock out till the end ain't no stopping
My demons been quiet Lately I know they plotting
Got my brain rotting
Make a wrong move I'm steady clocking
My family watching
Stand up to my enemies too afraid my legs locking
Every time I open my mouth I have peoples head nodding
I speak spiritually not lyrically
I know you feeling me
That's the problem between me and you
I'm built differently
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