Midwxst - :/ (midwxst2) lyrics
[Midwxst - :/ midwxst2 lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I've been making all these songs
'cause this shit been helping
I don't really talk 'bout shit, not telling
People tryna act like they
Know how I'm feeling
Late at night crying on my knees
I'm kneeling
Spark one up just to stop my thoughts
My emotions on the shelf, nigga
Know they unreeling
I don't ever talk about shit 'cause I
Don't want anyone to worry about me
I've been tryna distract myself
From everything in front
Of my eyes and keep it lowkey
But it's hard when you're stuck
With your thoughts at night
When you battlin' with fuckin'
Fight or flight
And when people see you, it's a stereotype
Think my light going out likе a firefly
And this burden, it's heavy
Know it ain't light
I don't want no onе saying they want my life
I've been working my ass off, know this shit
Did not come in a day, no
It's not overnight when I do shit I love
Niggas say that it sucks
But then when I make shit that I hate, no
It's never enough 'Cause I wanna blow up
But this shit not for me
In a hotel crying whenever I be touring
'Cause I don't know what the fuck I wanna be
I don't the fuck niggas expect of me
Tryna fill up a hole in my
Heart, in my body, my chest
I've been tryna close this cavity
I can say I got closure and say, "I'm
Okay, " but I know that I'm not
I know that I'm empty
I'm just tryna keep this shit pushing for
All of my fans and my family
You know how it be i can say that I'm whole
But I'm not even half
Of the damn person I was
Before all these tracks
I don't put shit in the past
Putting this happiness on my face
That shit's a mask
I make a song in one night, next day
I delete the song 'cause I hate my damn voice
I've never been fucking confident
In myself ever
Since I was a lil' fucking boy
So when people say that my music
It sucks and
It's mid, nigga, that shit get to me
Destroys the small amount of myself that
Was believing in me, nigga
This shit feel like it's a toy
This shit a game
I don't even want all this fame
Sometimes I feel like a lame, stay in my lane
Wan' go to sleep and never wake up
Don't wanna do this again
People think I'm insane
But I just be speaking my thoughts
And emotions into my damn mic
If I take one more hit of this blunt
I just hope I go to sleep
Don't wake up tonight
Sometimes when I smoke, wish it'd kill me
Always quiet in public
No one know the real me
I know my scars are not healing
'Cause I'm chasing impossible
The fucking feeling of being fucking happy
For more than a day at a time
Before I look right back in the past
I wish I could go back
I wish I could rewind
To the time where I never made music
To the time where I wasn't foolish
Wasn't stupid
Talking about, "Open up, " but I know
That I need to listen to myself
Need to use my own damn advice
Hope that I succumb to
Vices every fucking night
I've been looking at my phone
This shit is fucking devilish
I hate this fucking device
People want talk to me like they my friends
But I know that they ain't ever
Gon' treat me real nice
In fuckin' person, because they
Only want the money
They only care about the damn price
I've been making all these songs
'cause this shit been helping
I don't really talk 'bout shit, not telling
People tryna act like they
Know how I'm feeling
Late at night crying on my knees
I'm kneeling
Spark one up just to stop my thoughts
My emotions on the shelf, nigga
Know they unreeling
I don't ever talk about shit 'cause I
Don't want anyone to worry about me
I've been tryna distract myself
From everything in front
Of my eyes and keep it lowkey
But it's hard when you're stuck
With your thoughts at night
When you battlin' with fuckin'
Fight or flight
And when people see you, it's a stereotype
Think my light going out likе a firefly
And this burden, it's heavy
Know it ain't light
I don't want no onе saying they want my life
I've been working my ass off, know this shit
Did not come in a day, no
It's not overnight when I do shit I love
Niggas say that it sucks
But then when I make shit that I hate, no
It's never enough 'Cause I wanna blow up
But this shit not for me
In a hotel crying whenever I be touring
'Cause I don't know what the fuck I wanna be
I don't the fuck niggas expect of me
Tryna fill up a hole in my
Heart, in my body, my chest
I've been tryna close this cavity
I can say I got closure and say, "I'm
Okay, " but I know that I'm not
I know that I'm empty
I'm just tryna keep this shit pushing for
All of my fans and my family
You know how it be i can say that I'm whole
But I'm not even half
Of the damn person I was
Before all these tracks
I don't put shit in the past
Putting this happiness on my face
That shit's a mask
I make a song in one night, next day
I delete the song 'cause I hate my damn voice
I've never been fucking confident
In myself ever
Since I was a lil' fucking boy
So when people say that my music
It sucks and
It's mid, nigga, that shit get to me
Destroys the small amount of myself that
Was believing in me, nigga
This shit feel like it's a toy
This shit a game
I don't even want all this fame
Sometimes I feel like a lame, stay in my lane
Wan' go to sleep and never wake up
Don't wanna do this again
People think I'm insane
But I just be speaking my thoughts
And emotions into my damn mic
If I take one more hit of this blunt
I just hope I go to sleep
Don't wake up tonight
Sometimes when I smoke, wish it'd kill me
Always quiet in public
No one know the real me
I know my scars are not healing
'Cause I'm chasing impossible
The fucking feeling of being fucking happy
For more than a day at a time
Before I look right back in the past
I wish I could go back
I wish I could rewind
To the time where I never made music
To the time where I wasn't foolish
Wasn't stupid
Talking about, "Open up, " but I know
That I need to listen to myself
Need to use my own damn advice
Hope that I succumb to
Vices every fucking night
I've been looking at my phone
This shit is fucking devilish
I hate this fucking device
People want talk to me like they my friends
But I know that they ain't ever
Gon' treat me real nice
In fuckin' person, because they
Only want the money
They only care about the damn price