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Polished
by Chxnge
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Maybe something is wrong
Caz I've been feeling like I'm moving backwards
My head be in a fog
All I've been is wanting power
I can't put out a good thought
Without wanting a hood thot
I can't even pick her up
Caz I don't wanna fill her cup
I see that a lot
And I can't really hold down a convo caz I hate small talk
People round me all love to flop
And I get that caz I project that my confidence went, took a walk and left
I just look at all these prophets who seem to possess what I miss in my head
And I used to think it was the drugs, then I went clean
Then I threw myself in mud, Lightning McQueen
Lying at the bottom of the hierarchy of Maslow's needs
Mama don't start a search party
I know I've changed
I'm so sorry but this is me now
And I'm really growing a lot
I got a lot of stories to plot
I got a lot of glory I want
So it might get gory to watch
Caz I will cut what's weak and won't move
Do it fucking rough if I really have to
I think I'm obsessed with being polished
I've been stuck in time just like the Amish
Maybe something is wrong
Caz I've been feeling like I'm moving backwards
My head be in a fog
All I've been is wanting power
I can't put out a good thought
Without wanting a hood thot
I can't even pick her up
Caz I don't wanna fill her cup
I see that a lot
And I can't really hold down a convo caz I hate small talk
People round me all love to flop
And I get that caz I project that my confidence went, took a walk and left
I just look at all these prophets who seem to possess what I miss in my head
Maybe something is wrong
Caz I've been feeling like I'm moving backwards
My head be in a fog
All I've been is wanting power
I can't put out a good thought
Without wanting a hood thot
I can't even pick her up
Caz I don't wanna fill her cup
I see that a lot
And I can't really hold down a convo caz I hate small talk
People round me all love to flop
And I get that caz I project that my confidence went, took a walk and left
I just look at all these prophets who seem to possess what I miss in my head
Maybe something is wrong
Caz I've been feeling like I'm moving backwards
My head be in a fog
All I've been is wanting power
I can't put out a good thought
Without wanting a hood thot
I can't even pick her up
Caz I don't wanna fill her cup
I see that a lot
And I can't really hold down a convo caz I hate small talk
People round me all love to flop
And I get that caz I project that my confidence went, took a walk and left
I just look at all these prophets who seem to possess what I miss in my head
And I used to think it was the drugs, then I went clean
Then I threw myself in mud, Lightning McQueen
Lying at the bottom of the hierarchy of Maslow's needs
Mama don't start a search party
I know I've changed
I'm so sorry but this is me now
And I'm really growing a lot
I got a lot of stories to plot
I got a lot of glory I want
So it might get gory to watch
Caz I will cut what's weak and won't move
Do it fucking rough if I really have to
I think I'm obsessed with being polished
I've been stuck in time just like the Amish
Maybe something is wrong
Caz I've been feeling like I'm moving backwards
My head be in a fog
All I've been is wanting power
I can't put out a good thought
Without wanting a hood thot
I can't even pick her up
Caz I don't wanna fill her cup
I see that a lot
And I can't really hold down a convo caz I hate small talk
People round me all love to flop
And I get that caz I project that my confidence went, took a walk and left
I just look at all these prophets who seem to possess what I miss in my head
Maybe something is wrong
Caz I've been feeling like I'm moving backwards
My head be in a fog
All I've been is wanting power
I can't put out a good thought
Without wanting a hood thot
I can't even pick her up
Caz I don't wanna fill her cup
I see that a lot
And I can't really hold down a convo caz I hate small talk
People round me all love to flop
And I get that caz I project that my confidence went, took a walk and left
I just look at all these prophets who seem to possess what I miss in my head
