Last Week

[VERSE 1]
Lacking motivation in my life
Moving like its medication in the Sprite
Moving like its no where to turn to
Like what the hard work really earn you
Couple blog post, couple retweets
Same niggas clapping at ya shows every week
Like I ain't really seen no progression
I done seen others get it now I'm stressing
Now I'm fucking with some shit I shouldn't be
Looking for a muse really draining all my energy
Who I intend to be is not who I am
I wonder if it's meant for me to switch up the plan
Like I was really tripping way back then
I to learn the difference between what's destined
And what you pick to be or what you hope it is
But a light shines bright though my hopelessness
I get to flowing and I'm known that it's really real
Where I'm going ain't bestowing if you sit and chill
It's gon' be more bad days then good ones, somehow you gotta trust that's it's in his will
But that's a tall task when it's nothing coming, you ain't gotta a sign that it's getting better
But it's whatever cause I got it instilled
And really that's only thing that ever appealed, but

[HOOK]
Last week I gave up like fo' times, til I woke up with a dope rhyme
Last week I gave up like fo' times, last week I gave up like fo' times
Last week I gave up like fo' times, til I woke up with a dope rhyme
Last week I gave up like fo' times, last week I gave up like fo' times

[VERSE 2]
Last week feeling shit
I wasn't feeling rap, wasn't feeling life
Wasn't feeling pain, wasn't feeling strife
And I ain't feel ashamed when I'm up at night
I was numb to it, tryna push through
While you still demanding that I please you
I understand you got needs to attend to
But I got some issues I could issues you could mend to
I guess I'm looking for some sympathy
Trying to make my story worse then what's it's meant to be
I'm tryna seem like the only one
Who got a couple disadvantages to overcome
But you ain't me and I ain't you so I conclude
No matter how I put you don't understand
Fuck searching for a better plan
When you don't have enough belief that I could go expand
See though a disguise
Caught up in personal apartheid
Praying what I write could be Mandela
Until I say it back and I despise
Every bar that ever wrote
Like was I really cold with the shit I spoke
Or am only mediocre
Last week I almost told myself it's over

[HOOK]
Last week I gave up like fo' times, til I woke up with a dope rhyme
Last week I gave up like fo' times, last week I gave up like fo' times
Last week I gave up like fo' times, til I woke up with a dope rhyme
Last week I gave up like fo' times, last week I gave up like fo' times