The up.

The up

I ain't get the call back, gotta find a new job
I dont want a fallback...done with bitin nujabes
"i don't want a new girl."
Said that shit last year when the last shit dropped
Now elastic popped + i'm just broke like my double entendres
Word to andre
Wrote in the tundra of 2014 with my tongue twisted
Smokin tendril
Fuck a tip drill
Why do i twitch still don't the stitch heal like Lilo
Lay low when you jot it…
Jarred in like leto
I been down for way too long
~i've been down for way too long~ (x2)
I've been down
Ma sent me to see a shrink
I'm 6'4" but i shrink sometimes
My wrenched soul gon rinse off, so i sing sometimes—i'll tell it

Don't you know my love?
(x6)

~this is for everyone who know how it feels~

Brothas getting kilt don't you dread Scots?
Brothas getting peeled, don't slip faam
I'll be fresh as hell when the feds watch my body laying in the street for hours + they go + tell my family "nah, he wasn't shit man"
Shiver from the nosebleeds I got off that noon. tape
River of my mistakes, thought that i knew tate
Never tell yourself that your worth ain't worth much
Because when it's said + done, you could've been in a worse state
Remember me + charlie used to hoop off of hillcrest for he starting pitching, bitchin bout he needed the money
+ our division ain't got it
Nobody got it
I fought away that ambition
He talking bout flipping pigeons
I'm plotting them bigger visions
Like grammies
Now i'm static in my room, hope a gram ease
I get so overwhelmed by anything
I get so held by petty things
+ pretty things without no benefits
Plenty in my head but had to carve this in my edifice:

(hook)