Sent

(альбом: 111 - 2018)

I'm tryna stack a fortune, and live outside my head
I'm tryna build a future, I struggle with myself
It's hard when every morning, you can't get out of bed
It's nothing no one owes me, I'm building this myself
Tomorrow's never promised, don't let go of my hand
Just tryna drop this album, then I think I'll be dead
Just tryna drop some knowledge, before I'm gone for good
Reflect and make some sense of, the life that I've been through

Free all my friends (free Gus)
Rest In Piece, all my friends (R.I.P.)
I think it makes sense (I accept it all)
We grow, within ourselves (pick up when angels call)
Could've easily been me (on the inside)
If I hadn't changed my path (I could be dead)
I'm glad they helped me see (all my friends)
I've been growing up and past (I was sent)