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My ups my downs My ups my downs My life inside these lyrics My life inside these My shame my pride My shame my pride So clear that you could feel it So clear that you could feel I'm lost I'm found I'm lost I'm found That old familiar feeling That old familiar feel But imma always keep it real What's my attraction to this rapping shit? Now baddies just be snapping pics Of they ass and tits before I even get the chance to ask for it Guess i went from average kid to rapping, quick And painting pictures of my pain out perfect for profit using these adjectives Like a good apple gone bad, what has gotten into me A couple Addy 30's and some suicidal tendencies Tension in my mental be mixing with this chemistry Did another hit of dreams now im speaking to entities Now my critics cannot reach me from this canopy of vanity Put music over love after putting love over my sanity Tend to over use profanity when I'm overusing xannys But when you stuck up in a rut do what you must to break mundanity Like when you got a girl at home but you kinda tired of fighting her She bitching over nothing while you trying to picture life with her Internal pressure piling up Hard doing what you gotta when you trying not to bust Plus your old bitch just posted a picture up And she looking fine as fuck and now you tryna bust My ups my downs My ups my downs My life inside these lyrics My life inside these My shame my pride My shame my pride So clear that you could feel So clear that you could feel I'm lost I'm found I'm lost I'm found That old familiar feeling That old familiar feel But imma always keep it real My ups and my downs, my real life inside these lyrics My shame and my pride so clear that you could feel it I'm lost. I'm found. That old familiar feeling Imma always keep it real but it's like realness never trending My ups and my downs, my real life inside these lyrics My shame and my pride so clear that you could feel it I'm lost. I'm found. That old familiar feeling Imma always keep it real but it's like realness never trending How come real shit never trending? How come bullshit never ending? How come when I check my bank account there's never nothing in it The industry is a menace, I maintain my independence How long until I blow up? Well my guess is any minute I got a bad boy reputation that I think deserves addressing Just to set the record some common misconceptions Never hit my baby momma. I'm not one for smacking bitches Don't assume I'm smoking crystal cause you heard I am from The Ridges Its true that I get high to beat depression and anxiety Guess I always valued peace of mind over sobriety Usually not the guy that be sitting down and writing these Every verse a different alter ego thats inside of me A persona for her parents, one for when I'm in public One zaney wack nymphomaiac that likes his butt licked I shouldn't get so personal but my fans all seem to love it But it ain't chasing clout if you honest and I'm authentic or I'm nothing My ups my downs My ups my downs My life inside these lyrics My life inside these My shame my pride My shame my pride So clear that you could feel So clear that you could feel I'm lost I'm found I'm lost I'm found That old familiar feeling That old familiar feel But imma always keep it real
Writer(s): Edward Eaker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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