STFL

[Verse 1: Tim Saunders]
I'm starting to feel like nothing I'm is doing right
Ask myself like what the fuck am I doing with life
And why's it taking so long, I had a future mapped out
But I ain't no Raven-Symone, the reason making the song
Is cause I'm starting to feel like I don't say what I'm thinking enough
And audiences honestly don't wanna be thinking too much
And all my efforts in making lines has been a waste of time
And these complacent vacant minds keep taking mine
Honesty, I'm starting to feel like I been skipped over a couple times
To the point where it's like fuck the line, my skill should put me way above the line
Emphasis on skill like underline, cause talent is given
I worked way too hard to give credit when it come to mine
I'm starting to feel like I can't trust niggas no mo
And niggas think I'm just driving in a Cash Cab episode
And as long as they say all the right things I'll take em where they wanna go
But niggas don't know this the end of the road
I'm starting to feel like there's no lane, audience or demographic for the shit I'm rapping
And you corny if you not trapping or pistol packing
And if you keep making the same shit you repetitive
But switch it up and they say that you changed, and all that extra shit
But I shouldn't be stressing it, I do this shit effortless
Doing shit they never did, and never could
I'm not competitive, cause I got different goals
Niggas listen and see they self when they reflect on it
Cause I did everything I said I did

[Hook: Tim Saunders}
Hands up, city going up
Let the whole world know the city got one tonight
I said the city got one tonight
I said the city got one
Hands up, city going up
Let the whole world know that Timmy on one tonight
I said that Timmy on one tonight
I said the city got one

[Verse 2: Tim Saunders]
I'm starting to feel like they don't wanna see me win
They just wanna see me doing almost as good as them
I'm starting feel like I'm not at the place I could've been
I'm starting to feel like I'm not at the place should've been
5 years ago they asked me where I saw myself in 5 years
I said I didn't know, but I did know, and now I'm not there
2020 the year I should've finished school with my peers
I had 100,000 views, and now them niggas not here
I'm starting to feel like niggas think my shit is a joke or a gimmick
I'm starting to feel like they don't wanna promote what is different
I'm starting to feel like my original goal, I'm forgetting
It wasn't never bout the numbers or hoping listens
It's to recreate that feeling from Bino that started my hope
Make niggas that relate feel confident, even when I don't
And it's Calvin, so I hope that y'all wit me
Cause I did this for Cambridge, Maryland, Eastern Shore, it's the Groove, this tape is for the city

[Hook (x2): Tim Saunders]

[Verse 3: Corinne Kowitski & (Tim Saunders)]
(Never be emotional)
(I'd rather suffer in silence than become vulnerable)
I'd rather no one understand than have em actually get it
(I'd rather them think I don't care because I did nothing, over doing something and risking making a bad decision)
I'd rather have them have to figure out then have to listen
It's 2020, I still only give them half the vision
And make it all look good when it actually isn't
(Overthinking every thing to the point where you second guess yourself and they think that you not thinking at all)
(Springboard a movement when the summer came, answered the call)
And autumn people came around just to see if you fall
(And autumn people came around just to see if you fall)