Jarren Benton - Uninspired lyrics
[Jarren Benton - Uninspired lyrics]
Yeah, ok
Lately I've been tired, uninspired
Wanna give up (yeah)
The voice in my head be
Yelling like 'nigga get up' (get up)
Got a few problems that I would
Like to get rid of (facts)
I appreciate the fans for reaching
Out just to get love (that's love)
To my dogs that wear they
Heart on they sleeve
Gotta turn that shit to ice in this game
Niggas'll scheme (uh huh)
'coming innocent, think there's
Friends in it, it's just business
(uh uh) watch how niggas dip when they
Feel like they cannot benefit (ha)
You know how these niggas switch like
Benedict you been a bitch
I right all my wrongs with bad penmanship
(yeah) baby mama bitch and she know
I got bad temperament (uh huh)
I feel it in the air, shit changed
It's mad different (brrt)
Some niggas never made it
That made 'em jaded for ages
Some blow they brains out
Some carve they vains with razors
I'm tryna stay patient while working
What God gave us
Why the fuck I keep complaining
I know that I'm God's favourite
They gon' say I'm crazy for
Making them odd statements (facts)
Concrete jungle, I got it out of the pavement
(the mud) when niggas low on payments they
Made 'em out as assailants
I miss my dead homies
I'm 'bout to start up a seance (slow mo)
Keep it distant, we don't need to be close
My manager buggin' me 'bout
Social media posts
I don't give a fuck about it
When you're grieving and low (fuck it)
Mama diagnosed with cancer, fuck a IG quote
How the fuck do niggas move
In this weird simulation?
Where everyone want attention and
Seekin' for validation
I just wanna turn this fuckin'
Phone off and zone off
Hard to stay sane doctor, I need more Zoloft
I wake up from night terrors
Wipe my head with cold cloths
When I was young I felt protected
By my grandma's gold cross (uhuh)
Now it's automatic handguns
Spray 'em and drove off
These niggas dyin' over dumb shit (uhuh)
What a waste of talent when that gun spit
He ain't ever done shit
How can niggas function when they
Only work with crumbs bitch?
Ski mask up, fill that hundred-round drum kit
Either the cemetary or these
Niggas turn to convicts
Limited resources, yeah
That pretty much sums it
I'm in it for longevity
Put my life in jeopardy
And if I die tomorrow my
Seeds gon' carry my legacy benton
I don't give a fuck about it
Don't wanna give up the voice in my head
I don't give a fuck about it
I'm tryna stay patient
How the fuck you niggas move?
I don't give a fuck about it
Don't wanna give up the voice in my head be
Yelling like 'nigga get up'
Lately I've been tired, uninspired
Wanna give up (yeah)
The voice in my head be
Yelling like 'nigga get up' (get up)
Got a few problems that I would
Like to get rid of (facts)
I appreciate the fans for reaching
Out just to get love (that's love)
To my dogs that wear they
Heart on they sleeve
Gotta turn that shit to ice in this game
Niggas'll scheme (uh huh)
'coming innocent, think there's
Friends in it, it's just business
(uh uh) watch how niggas dip when they
Feel like they cannot benefit (ha)
You know how these niggas switch like
Benedict you been a bitch
I right all my wrongs with bad penmanship
(yeah) baby mama bitch and she know
I got bad temperament (uh huh)
I feel it in the air, shit changed
It's mad different (brrt)
Some niggas never made it
That made 'em jaded for ages
Some blow they brains out
Some carve they vains with razors
I'm tryna stay patient while working
What God gave us
Why the fuck I keep complaining
I know that I'm God's favourite
They gon' say I'm crazy for
Making them odd statements (facts)
Concrete jungle, I got it out of the pavement
(the mud) when niggas low on payments they
Made 'em out as assailants
I miss my dead homies
I'm 'bout to start up a seance (slow mo)
Keep it distant, we don't need to be close
My manager buggin' me 'bout
Social media posts
I don't give a fuck about it
When you're grieving and low (fuck it)
Mama diagnosed with cancer, fuck a IG quote
How the fuck do niggas move
In this weird simulation?
Where everyone want attention and
Seekin' for validation
I just wanna turn this fuckin'
Phone off and zone off
Hard to stay sane doctor, I need more Zoloft
I wake up from night terrors
Wipe my head with cold cloths
When I was young I felt protected
By my grandma's gold cross (uhuh)
Now it's automatic handguns
Spray 'em and drove off
These niggas dyin' over dumb shit (uhuh)
What a waste of talent when that gun spit
He ain't ever done shit
How can niggas function when they
Only work with crumbs bitch?
Ski mask up, fill that hundred-round drum kit
Either the cemetary or these
Niggas turn to convicts
Limited resources, yeah
That pretty much sums it
I'm in it for longevity
Put my life in jeopardy
And if I die tomorrow my
Seeds gon' carry my legacy benton
I don't give a fuck about it
Don't wanna give up the voice in my head
I don't give a fuck about it
I'm tryna stay patient
How the fuck you niggas move?
I don't give a fuck about it
Don't wanna give up the voice in my head be
Yelling like 'nigga get up'