Drown V3

(album: When The Curls Grow - 2018)

They say I'm a grown man now
Say I'm a grown man who should know the direction
Of my future
At least a little bit
And not a little kid (no more)
Sweating in my eyes, long socks and I'm old at the park
People and they friends rolling up the board, asking me for a spark
(I'm sorry, I don't got, I don't have a light)
I been out of options in ark
In a dream that I never had
(Open my eyes, lost in it)

And I woke up with some cold blood
On my hands, I've been overnight no love
There my chest, fill a hole, there's a cold clutch
Just me, just me, and no soap
Red Eagle champagne with the top down
With my friends, feeling down but all smiles
Mood swing, mood swing, I swing my
(Swing my head down)
So I stay focused, this I gotta pray now
Gotta get moving but I'd rather lay down
I said so much, what to say now?
Taking over LA but I might hit the Greyhound
I can't think
It's my fault if I sink
Don't grab my hand, please don't
I'd rather fall alone
I'd rather

Yeah, back for the real me
Now I been getting smarter, feeling down more and more
Making no sense
More I learn more I notice how I know shit
Older with a plan, getting nowhere
Either way, depressed
Whatever way I'm moving I'm still not a man yet
And I got a good death
[?] I'm a failure, just a poor man, I'm fucking up
And I hope this dump in a deeper pit
Can't sleep this up, can't run away
I got friends to save, with fucked up mental health
And I'm by myself, and I'm okay I think
It's alI been on my iPhone, walking with my eyes low
I don't even smoke man, I don't even drink either
That don't even mean shit no more
I been on my iPhone, doing nothing and I'm praying that
One day I'mma get, get, get better
Fame is all you need, probably soft, get cheddar
Yeah, God-level, God-level voice
I'm a God, and I got a God-level texture

Burning my boats, lost in a ocean
(Trying to escape)
Wait, but I swim, out of my couch, out of my car, out of my room
They kick us when we're down
Saying you're grown, don't cry
Kick you when you're down
Regret that you're alive, ooh-oh
Refuse, uh, to give up, but
I refuse, yeah uh, know what I'm saying now

(We refuse to give up, give up)
Ay, time to get out of my way
Out of my head, going crazy
It's time to get out of my way
(We refuse to give up, give up)
Time to get out of my building
Get myself fucked off my face
[?] water my gardens
I'm stunting all of you hoes
(We refuse to give up, give up)
I might just dance on the ceiling
Leave all my chains that I'm feeling
[?]
(We refuse to give up, give up)
I been on the dms
[?]
Locked inside my room
Just leave me alone