The Point

Jaybug

What's the point of me havin' a dream car When I'm just gon' be movin' with the status

Of the president, ain't a regular resident You can tell that's evident, universe

Stay sendin' me messages, but the past is where my questions live

Been experiencin' new things, new women, and et cetera

Findin' peace and gettin' in touch right at the center

Shit's refreshing when all you had was people on your case

Like a prosecutor, and they wouldn't let ya Live your life, always causin' you strife

They was always the type to get you, in they sight and

Bite at the ample opportunity and ruin me

Which I never understood, cause there was never a difference between you and me

I used to feel so out of place, even on my own team

Now I hit the road, and I always feel like the home team

And I'm always worried about my guys, only time anxiety hits

Is when the phone rings, like

They tryin' shit on me and say I'm feelin' envy

But bitch, have you ever met me

Hate when people try and tempt me And the texts they send me were crazy

With the purpose to put me in some type of frenzy

Why can't you just let me breathe

Feels like the only thing they tryin' to do is let me bleed

Ironic how I still wear my heart on my sleeve

Quit the carts and the leaves, although some parts of relief

Came through, most was bad trips

So I found the need to depart reef, and restart free of those crushed leaves

And I hated fallin' down, I always just brushed my sleeves

And enterin' rooms with the instant feelin' that I must leave

And it's hard grindin' for this kinda life

When all you know is exhaustion and must sleep

With the lifestyle of livin' the nine to five, it stayed the same

The only thing that's switchin' is the a.m. and the p.m

My guys don't ever reveal tactics, you don't ever see em

And the point of this is for my dogs behind us where I'll never leave em