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Yeah Everyday's a battle, depression's gettin' the best of me Swear I wanna quit, but I gotta give what is left of me House of criticism, I'm never lettin' it get to me I am tunnel-visioned until I am gettin' what's meant for me In the studio, late nights, I'm buildin' a legacy Making all this music so everybody remembers me When I'm by myself I'll reflect on all of my memories Then I rap about it 'cause music's my only remedy My ex was a mess, and I should have left her and done with it I knew that she was damaged, it's fucked, but I still stuck with it Cover nights assist I dealt with the trauma that comes with it Thought that I could save her, 'til I lost myself because of it She has hella demons, and she cuts, and used to run from it She repeats the toxic cycle again 'til she's numb to it I can expose her but it's not even worth discussin' it Her being her is already the greatest punishment Fuck being her man, I'm too bust trying to chat I'm tryna place on a billboard and walk around with the stars I wanna reach accolades, that clearly splits us apart To the point where she hears my song when she's out, drunk at a bar Reality hits her hard, then her man asks her, "What's wrong?" Now she's silent and she's stuck trying to play it off 'Cause in that split second she realized who she truly lost All of our memories gone, you're why we are what we are Feel like this is it, it is what it is SongtexteDip a girl I'm with, the more cautious of who I'm with So I always stay by my loneliness, hoping that I don't slit They wanna see you win, just not doing better than them And people like that lose, yo, I love it I'm slowly admiring the person who I'm becomin' The climb don't end, so I'm not focusin' on the summit I focus on the journey, there's not too many who done it And fuck this industry, you rappers are taking L's Tryna hold me to standards that you don't hold for yourselves Authenticity sells, you're numbers aren't doing well You're stories are fairy tales, the fans can easily tell Boss just couldn't see where my head was back in the days When I was employed and slaved for minimum wage Pushin' carts at Walmart and I would ride on my breaks Always sacrificed time 'cause I always knew what it takes Now my house the Baxter House with all the girls that visit Fuck 'em but never love 'em because I am back on my business No one'll die for love, and I'm so afraid of commitment 'Cause when it comes to love, I get hurt whenever I give it I'm used to people bouncing, dipping out and then leavin' me Just to come back and see I replaced them immediately I was tryna find who I need when really I needed me I need to be alone, I realize that's how it needs to be Aus Songtexte Mania