On The Edge

I can not love
I can not trust
Waste too much time by giving a fuck
Feel everything I do isn't enough
Clock has been ticking, but time isn't up
I fight with myself
Got to make right by myself
Tears in my eyes while I write by myself
Depressed for a while
Put my life on the shelf
Wasn't fucking with nobody else

I was so stagnant
Life was just passing
I was so jealous of people who laughing
Felt like my life was beginning to crash
And I found someone else that was equally damaged
I guess that pain could bring people together
And fuel the desire and fire for passion
Then I went through it
And no one was riding
For me, I felt like my whole life was collapsing
Thought I was happy
I was just acting
It's such a place I could never imagine
Thought about quitting on that flight to New York before I got paid for McDonald's for rapping
You could keep saying I'm trash
Guarantee that I'm an artist that's gonna be lasting
And sweater and shit you could tell me
I already know if you dream it then that shit could happen
Rez

Oh, I'm still searching
Waiting (Waiting)
Standing on the edge
Watching (Watching)
Learning (Learning)
How to love again

Heh, If you thinking I'm for love, boy, you hella wrong
Fuck a blog, cosign now y'know
Labels wanna sign me for a legging on
But I'm a fucking take what I deserve like I'm Le'Veon
Saying that I'm this
They saying that I'm that
Some are saying that I'm sick
Others saying that I'm wack
Put my blood, sweat, and even tears in every single track
And every word, I'd never take it back
Had this dream since I was thirteen
Same pair of jeans
Didn't have much
So music is when I ate, slept and breathed
Almost turned to the pills and the liquor and the weed
Music is what kept me off the streets
We were five deep
Two beds and I never had my own room
Everyone was rocking next too close to me in homeroom
Brothers were my only friends, the only ones I'm close to
Everyone's a snake or they ghost you, lot of friends
That I used to share clothes with
They the same ones that I'm not close to
Now when I come around people wanna know shit
Heh, but y'all don't know what I go through
Lot of friends
That I used to share clothes with
They the same ones that I'm not close to
Now when I come around people wanna know shit
Nah, I don't even fucking know you

Oh, I'm still searching
Waiting
Standing on the edge
Watching
Learning
How to love again
Oh, I'm still searching
Waiting
Standing on the edge
Watching
Learning
How to love again