Wyler Adair - Cold lyrics

I'm boss with it
Y'all thinking that I'm lost in it
If you want some food in your mouth
Then step up your game
Ain't no one else to blame
Yeah, "Wyler's always spitting the
Same damn thing"
Bitch, you're merely a peasant
I'm a goddamn king
I don't need to make lyrics
Always flexing my bling
There's only one thing that I bring
And that's real
Motherfucker, we are not the same yeah

I was depressed before taking the meds
Some days I can't even get out of my bed
Hypersomnia taking over my head
Minutes turn into hours hours turn into days
I've flipped to the next page
My minds in a fucking daze
ADHD, I don't know what the fuck to think
I take one blink, the world starts to shrink
On the brink of suicide, I need some help
I take my drink, pour it down my mouth
When I'm all alone, everything goes south

Too many rappers taking up the highway
I stay in my lane
You think trends leads to longevity?
Motherfucker, you ain't using your brain
Better not hop over to my path
I'll kill you with my cane yeah
I paid my dues i made my moves
I pulled the views you know
Everyones out here tryna put me on blast
Wyler's an alter ego to try
And eliminate my past
No one cared who I was 'till
I put on the mask ahh