[Intro: LANTING]
Who gon tell me my worth
It’s less than how I been hurt
Who gon tell me my worth
I question why on this earth
[Verse 1: LANTING]
I cannot believe the terrible person I was
I will not achieve forgiveness from those above
Watching me from wherever you are, god to judge
Scared of someone who maybe ain’t real, got to trust
The word of the lord, that shit’s a double edged sword
I read one scripture or two when I was three maybe four
I started camp whеn I was five, so much I really want more
Six, sеven, eight, nine, ten, stop a detour
Cause we going to a different church I don’t get it
Took the Science out of Christian and made it a new religion
I started asking questions, I started realizing figments
People speaking onto me, it’s haunting me it’s twisted
Eleven, twelve, thirteen, I put on a fake thought
That a cross could fucking save me but that night I almost shot
Was at fourteen all through fifteen I’ve been shifting it a lot
Now I’m sixteen and I’m lifting all the people that forgot
[Chorus: LANTING]
Who gon tell me my worth
It’s less than how I been hurt
Who gon tell me my worth
I question why on this earth
Who gon tell me my worth
It’s less than how I been hurt
Who gon tell me my worth
I question why on this earth
[Verse 2: Rey Phantasma]
Growing up sitting in a Catholic church think about everything going on in this planet
Overthink till I panic
Can’t breathe I wheeze and wheeze and I’m manic
Remember the times I considered Xanax
Remember my friend
When he was off them bars very often
Always had a broken heart
Could’ve lost him at times
But I’m not sure what saved him
But I hope I helped a bit
Maybe it was god
Maybe it was himself
We don’t know what life is
All we dream of is wealth
And lose track of timing
[Verse 3: Korrin]
Praying to God
Glock on my mind
I'm chiefin like number 1
Can't breathe
Think I'm the only one
I need
Some help I'm dying son
Eating my thoughts
Look at the mirror
Nigga you're kidding me
Ex said I never changed
Shadows becoming me
And I smash through the roof
Like Django I'm killing these niggas
Tired of bigotry
Swinging in nigga trees
Mind on a mental spree
Brain in mental freeze
Worthless tatted straight into me
These niggas ain't hearing me
These niggas just hearing beats
Nigga I am the industry
WORTHLESS was written by Juneythechild & Korban Baxter & LANTING.
WORTHLESS was produced by OTTO.