Dirty Hands

[Intro: Aaron Matthews]
Fuck, whatever
I'll just fucking do it

[Verse 1: Aaron Matthews]
Me? Couldn't come to
A conclusion they scare me, I swear b'
Me? Who done told you?
I'm sitting alone in my five speed
Thinking one, two, three, four, five
Six, seven, eight, nine people
Ten, eleven, twelve - It's all too
Many damn fake friends people
Who are the real?
I'm thinking it's none
That's just my
Thoughts getting real scary
Scrolling through my texts all wary &

[Refrain 1: Aaron Matthews]
I Feel barely
Where my real family? Real family?
I Feel Barеly
Where my real family? Rеal family?

[Verse 2: Aaron Matthews]
Me? I know
I'm still fucking learning bro
Me? I know
Never really certain no
I feel like a burden
I wanna be perfect
I try to stay earnest
Don't know what my worth is
I'm tryna work my ways up, Hoping - thinking it'll no issue
When it happens, who the homies I think should really fucking ride with me?
Shaking hands & always feeling like they got my fucking hands dirty
Keep them eyes locked, stand my ground
Always keep it a buck-fifty boy

[Verse 3: Aaron Matthews]
Me? I'm too closed off
I know
Me? I just play it off
I'm good
Still be cautious
There's nothing more toxic
Than someone so thoughtless
I felt like an option
When I was helping some bros out
Tell 'em 'it's all good, I gotchu no doubt'
Then you was running 'round
Talking that bullshit - you said it, no doubt
What was that shit about?
Getting me all hot, quit moving your mouth

[Refrain 2: Aaron Matthews]
Thank god you not around
Thank god you not around
Thank god you not around

[Verse 4: Aaron Matthews]
Me? I've seen
People painting pictures of
Me. I've seen
Brodies writing fictions &
I was beat & so weakened
Had to dip & no piece this
I was feeling so speechless
Had nothing between this
I got all these big dreams
You making me doubt myself
Bro that's a big theme
You made me talk down on myself
Swear I got big jeans
I know can fill myself
Ain't need no big team
I'm doing all myself now