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izzy lucid – confession #1 lyrics

[verse]
as i work my -ss off
to make it happen for myself
i find me feeling just
a little way too overwhelmed
got my hand in every jar
trying not to ask for help
but realizing that i cannot
do this by myself
i try
to make it seem like i’m okay
but deeper in my mind
i’m tryna hide away the pain, yeah
tryna make it
sound like i ain’t
too caught up in the work
and that i’m staying in my lane
f-ck the money and fame
i said it from the beginning
i do it for the love and change
make you see my feelings
and make you feel your own
and see n0body is superior
that a human is a human
and love is love and there’s
nothing realer
these days we fear a cop
as much as we fear criminals
thinking about it now
man i see no f-cking difference
i mean we used to think our only hope
is turning to our preachers
but now it’s like our belief
lies within a dealer
cuz’ 5 grams is more numbing
than a bible verse
and the high you feel makes
more sense than the pastors words
cuz f-ck it seems it’s
the only thing that works
my sedated mind state
is less chaotic than the church
cuz they made that sh-t
a business now
so tax that b-tch
send me a credit card
boy, i’ll max that sh-t
cuz i got jay’s
i’ve been dreaming bout
and ways i’ve been
thinking bout
to get myself away
from my past and sh-t
so lets get past this sh-t
and show some love in this b-tch
i’ve been day dreaming
staring out the cl-ss and sh-t
like i don’t need to be here
man i f-cking hate this school
can’t pay no mind to math
if this is all i wanna do
and tell me
what do these d-mn grades even prove?
i’m a g*nius with these words
even if i’m stupid to you
this song’s for the
n-gga that’s been bullying me too
i lived in f-cking fear
but that sh-t had you amused
you called me g-y
called me names
laughed at me
called me a fool
threw me in the trash can
in ninth grade
yeah i remember that too
all the times you had your
fist to my face
to show your n-ggas
you’re cool
n-gga, f-ck you
don’t you f-cking touch me
i don’t trust you
this sh-t is done homie
you’re finished, you’re through
your entire d-mn clique
is on my hit list too

[bridge]
thank god i didn’t shoot

[outro]
as i work my -ss off
to make it happen for myself
i find me feeling just
a little way too overwhelmed
had my hand in every jar
i never tried to ask for help
looking back and seeing
i couldn’t do this by myself
i tried
to make it seem like i’m okay
but deeper in my mind
i tried to hide away the pain, yeah
tried to make it
sound like i ain’t
too caught up in the word
and that i stayed
in my lane
f-ck the money and fame

- izzy lucid lyrics

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