albert b. - no good lyrics
mind racing, it’s no time to be complacent
just trying to find a place i’m not preoccupied with hatred
feeling pretty stationary, sh-t is scary
i’m not ready for this sh-t, i’m an adult but f-cking barely
mommy wasn’t there for me
but i don’t care, nah
sh-t at least i mean i wish that’s how i felt but
honestly i probably need some help
cause this sh-ts been f-cking with me like, you probably couldn’t tell, huh?
but nah i keep it to myself
sh-t thats got me twisted inside, n-body gets it
need to refill my prescription, or else i’m finna flip sh-t
just trying to get a grip, stupid f-cking idiot
as long as i can see a profit
i don’t really see a problem
probably i don’t really give a f-ck as much as i say it
i don’t really believe it, i’m on a precipice stressing sh-t
and preventing from sleeping
cause i’ve been tossing and turning
i’m toe to toe with some sh-t
i see myself i’m second guessing
guess i’m supposed to be sick
so tie a knot the spot the rosary supposedly sit
she says she knows me, hold it
y’all don’t really know me for sh-t
cause every day is different than the last one
my sh-t is b-mper to b-mper
y’all need to back up
-ss on the couch, got my head through the ceiling
just trying to get it sorted
and i don’t really f-ck with opinions
and i’m not really trying to talk
sh-t i need someone to listen
i used to wear my heart on my arm and now it’s different
made mistakes i admit it
i’m not too proud to be honest
but honestly i’m focusing on getting food in my stomach
and putting thoughts on the page
to put my thoughts on display
i’m embarr-ssed and well aware of all the trouble i make
and lately my train of thought been on some other sh-t
my sh-t been crazy lately
i don’t really f-ck with it
but this spliff, my lungs are hazy and congested
i’ve been shady and defensive
if you hate me you don’t get it
bet you hate me, i don’t sweat it
i been knowing sh-t is petty
complacing but not pathetic
evasive and independent
you hate me, i’m f-cking right there with you
stay away because the night is simple
it’s quite the pickle but
i’ve been paying dues
and trying to keep the costs minimal
smoking weed out the window in my living room
sh-t, apparently depression’s an accessory now
and honestly, that sh-ts been stressing me out
i took a trip to the limits of sanity
left my brain on saturn
and came back to earth to act like nothing f-cking happened?
shouldn’t people ask me why i’m not happy?
i act like everything’s kosher
but actually i’m panicking
package up my anxieties
put it inside this rapping sh-t
and cross my fingers i can figure out what’s happening
it’s no good
it’s no good
it’s no good
it’s no good
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