What's Left

I'ma say hi

I'ma say bye

This ain't nothing this is higher high

At the rate I'm going feel like I'm gonna die

At the rate I'm going it would be better if I died

I'm gonna die

I'm gonna ride

Before I go you know I gotta supply

Get this skills get the thrills yeah gonna apply

Get the bag, get the feelings but what's left behind

Lost in my mind, lost in design

Get the check get the validation, it's all mine

Get the buzz get the sensation then resign

Get of the grid of the map where I spend the rest of my time

Don't want the lifestyle that is so lavish

I just wanna go nuts on my canvas

They'll be all stunned cause I just vanished

But when it come to this, I feel no one should have it

Feel like it's too much for one mind

Too much for at least my kind

I'm watching people getting wrapped up in that world

To join them would be suicide for sure

Mentally rotting your brain yeah

Mentally shit ain't the same yeah

Fighting your battles broadcasted across the globe

Truthfully don't want them to know my name

I would have my head down in shame

Constantly being judged never good enough

Constantly not enough, but I do to much

Saying I'm not a real one, I'm just a savage

This is the reason why I have had it

This is the reason why I wanna cause damage

Cause I'm tired that other people have an advantage

To get to top

But I have advantages over others so I guess I'll live life oh hell

Count my blessings pretend like everything's so swell

I don't want you alive so go to hell

Everyone's lost and you you can tell

No one's keeping it real ring so go ring the bell

Feel I'm speaking truth, speaking how i feel

Bitch there's nothing left, nah we can't heal

"What up fuckers" (Doors closing, please stand clear) "There you go"

"Josh"

What's left, what left

What's left, what left

When you die, What's next? Yeah

Maybe I should start winning

Maybe I should start sinning

From the beginning

Sometimes questing living

But one day everyone will listen

Maybe in the street killing yeah

Maybe lost yeah missing yeah

Addicted to something thrilling yeah

Gon be hard to be quitting yeah

Every move I'm slipping

Every chance I'm switching

Every night I'm tearing

Take these words that I'm giving

Cause I'm scared

In the future what will I be doing

High off life that's what I'm assuming

Down in the dumps, not improving

I'm questioning how will I be moving

I'm questioning if I'll be choosing

My moves or forced into predicaments

Cause I'm sick of them chatting shit

My whole life I've just been having it

Break down the skin we're all elements

And that's what's left cause there's no difference

There not a difference between me and you

You chat shit and chill in your coup

I'm Tryna be remembered and not be a fool

Tryna be remembered, not be a fool

What's left, what left

When you die, What's be next