Wait

[Verse 1: Collin Smith]
Picture this
Another mess I created
The bigger picture is something I've always hated
I’m running like a chicken with it's throat slit
Hanging by a thread
Now I think I'm feeling dope sick
Gotta keep my head together
’Cause if it breaks I'm a ghost
I'm a goner, I'm another lost soul
And it'll catch up eventually
Always inevitably
And I won't give a single care
Some go intentionally
So why do I even try?
Always try to keep swimming
Keep my nose above water
Tread lightly, deep side
I'm hiding, but from what?
I don't know
I just have a dark feeling
That something will swallow me whole
And I’m exhausted
And it’s driving me into a black hole
So what's the point of fighting it if this world is so cold?
And something has to give
I’m expecting the downfall
Of everything we've ever known
We've been alive for too long

[Chorus: Collin Smith]
Burn
I don't wanna go on like this anymore
Go
I’m not going to be a slave anymore
Wait
Who do you think you are?
You better run away
Die
I don't have to live this way
I'm in control, get out of my way

[Verse 2: Clinton Smith]
Yeah, I'm rappin' on this mic
I'm gonna push you off your bike
Don't try to stop me, we gon' fight
Step to me, punch out your lights
Me and you are not alike
The hill of fame, I'm gonna hike
All your tracks are over hyped
You were never ever liked
This album drops, I quit my job
That really just ain't my prob
You know I have a three inch rod
Kill you, laugh like I'm SpongeBob
This AK gonna make you frown
Put you six feet underground
Fame and riches we are bound
We're the best band all around
Punch your face and break my knuckles
You ain't lettin' out no chuckles
Your girlfriend called me, wants to cuddle
You know I'm stayin' on that hustle
Don't make me mad or we gon' tussle
Talkin' crap call you my butt hole
Shoot you and I flex my muscles
I'm in the bushes, hear me rustle
Blip is on another level
Never pressin' the brake pedal
Sell my soul, turn to the devil
Roll up on you, stolen rental
Blip is on another level
Never pressin' the brake pedal
Sell my soul, turn to the devil
Roll up on you, stolen rental

[Chorus: Collin Smith]
Burn
I don't wanna go on like this anymore
Go
I'm not going to be a slave anymore
Wait
Who do you think you are?
You better run away
Die
I don't have to live this way
I'm in control, get out of my

[Bridge: Collin Smith]
Sick of this
Sick of this
Get out of my head
Sick of this
Sick of this
Sick of this
Get out of my head
Sick of this
You better drop dead
You better drop dead
You better drop dead
You better drop dead

[Chorus: Collin Smith]
Burn
I don't wanna go on like this anymore
Go
I'm not going to be a slave anymore
Wait
Who do you think you are?
You better run away
Die
I don't have to live this way
I'm in control, get out of my way

[Outro: Collin Smith]
Yeah
Get out of my