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stevesaintjames - 18 lyrics

18 lyrics
[verse 1]
woke up facing eighteen years of problems
started at the top now we racing down to the bottom
college wants me scholarly turning me to a possum
blending with their victims to make my flaws stay forgotten
they don’t want them
don’t know i got bite, no bark
in my feelings, not bright, all dark
young king taking flight, monarch
eighteen; losing sight of where to start
it’s that new year, new money, new crimes
got that new fear, new funny, new fine
i’m that new queer, mad cunning online
on that still here, still running out outta time
gotta make it big, make the world all mine
it’s been eighteen years, still ain’t made it through the grime
uphill battle, all i know to do is climb
but i’m getting sick and tired of this never+ending grind

[hook]
cause i spent eighteen years in this dead sp+ce
gotta make it out, gotta get my head straight
walked way too far bearing dead weight
forget about my birth, i’m just waiting for my death date
dark thoughts up in everything that i create
heart+shot k!lling me so i can k!ll my hate
but can’t stop stressing out about my hopeless state
so forget about my birth, i’m waiting for my death date
[verse 2]
waiting for that date when this whole life that i facilitate will bring me to the gates or land me on the devil’s dinner plate
this stress won’t let me concentrate
how did people populate the planet if i’m struggling to live before i turn 1+8?
tell me how you operate
i just wanna have a way of feeling great and feeling like i’m someone y’all can tolerate
someone i can tolerate
someone who won’t let problems consolidate
god gave me the keys, y’all need to confiscate
stop me for the greater good
block me but you still gone’ watch me rocking in your neighborhood
locking up when people ask me how i’m gonna make it cause my life cannot be understood
i don’t know the details i’m just doing what my brothers would
i’ve been working midnight hours
draining all my spending power
turning veterans to cowards just to come with something good
current outlook turning sour
but i’ll go from singing in the shower to a superpower
like my homies said i could

- stevesaintjames lyrics

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