Monday Mourning

You keep me drifting I'm kicking it with the breeze Compressed emotions I'm bending up at the knee Get high and low but I'm shifting it when I breathe Imma leave, unless that ratios six to three I wanna her naughty my sixes all bunched in threes I'm a freak so that body be all that I ever need Let it be let me breathe let me calm down On the beat I don't speak till that drum pound Fuck the weed way too loud blocking sounds out On now Heard she got a kid and she son bound I just got some weed and I'm sun bound Free when the suns out Me and the crew tip-toe when we walk round Fuck way I keep on messing shit up Got some stories I could tell But you've heard em enough Enough Feeling a little feeling a lot Memories the only thing that I got RIP to the memories that I lost The memories that I copped Every pedal she love me not Do she? Wanna love me so I keep Asking if Mother nature could burden me when she blossoms it Send Karma over to do it if she don't wanna do it Do it Cause I got nothing to lose Already lost it they just working on proof Days stuck on Monday mournings Last sip of alcohol Phone silent they keep calling But I'm not here at all Got me questioning everything Why won't heaven take me? I want forever Forever been way my mind keep racing I want the truth of the matter piece of my cake For every birthday I had I wanna plate Wanna wait no longer my mother ain't raise me patient I'm fond of my time I'm just being honest Knew it would hurt if I reached the surface Hollow point of view still demanding perfect Seen all seven wonders when she standing Worth it to pay the price Demanding a sacrifice To often without a grip She wonder about my vice Life is nice and that's truthful Nights that I'm used to Used to spending nights up on youtube Beats I could move to Speaking got me choking like Jiu Jitsu Thinking bout the issue Hoping I don't switch up like the switch do Hit you like a brick do Kilo I might flip through Saving for the times that life gets you Addicted to the trauma and stresses expect nothing less Left with Holes up in my armour my vision and in my chest Be my guest Tell all of the mandem I'll take it next I'm on deck As soon as I finish go sign the check Hashtag Blessed Got more than her perfume up on my neck Mandem vexed Saying less than expected I got her wet She impressed Only brag cuh they love when a nigga flex Pull up with cards in my pockets control the bets But Days stuck on Monday mournings Last sip of alcohol Phone silent they keep calling But I'm not here at all They tell me that it's over Say that I've lost it now They wanna see composure But I'm gonna let I'm down Told her it's over shorty She wanna see me now Took time to deal with failure She thinks it's better now You keep me drifting I'm kicking it with the breeze Compressed emotions I'm bending up at the knee Get high and low but shifting it when I breathe Imma leave, unless that ratios you and me