Fed Up

Awh yeah

Awh yeah

Uh

Writing ain't been doing much

As it use to

Lately I been losing touch

I could use you

Been so low for so long

That Im use to it

Put my to pain into the new music

But I feel like giving up

Smoking cigarettes on the low

Boy the jig is up

Everybody knows

Everytime I try to write a damn song

I just rip it up

Shit gets either way too deep or not deep not enough

But I need to vent and express my stress

Before the smoke can arrest breathes

So alone but the nicotine knows to caress to my chest

Been on my own since I left my nest

My grandma gone

I can't rest in peace

Just let my sleep

Close my eyes

Push rewind

Soothe my grief

Ease my mind

Smoke this pack

Stain my teeth

Write these lines

Chase my dream

Cause I'm

Feeling like its nothin' left

Chin buried in my neck

Ive been keepin my head up

My pain is deep it won't let up

Ive been hurting' I'm fed up

I'm fed

Im fed up

Im fed-

Yeah

Followed my vision and I ended up lost

Paying for dreams without knowing the cost

I was on mission to the riches wasn't in it to floss

Just wanted Freedom of becoming the boss

You know, doing what I wanna do

Going Where I wanted to

No matter if its a hundred obstacles in front of you

Gotta maneuver

When in doubt know that you the manure

Life is a bitch but you gotta pursue her

And even though fail alot

My feet still gone fail me not

Until they throw me in a cell to rot

Had one, foot in the grave almost nailed the box

Im Back from hell fareal can't you tell im hot

Back from the dead bob marley dreads is locked

Painting pictures of my pain if you care to watch

Just, watch ya step I have yet to mop

All the tears and ive shed a lot