Wounds

Just turned 22
I hop in the booth
Im letting It out I got nothing to lose
Time moving fast
Tryna keep up
But all of my problems are coming in Twos
I’m broke as a joke
I’m still in the air
Spending on my money on bitches And booze
This shit is abuse
I do not accuse
I’m living through hell and I’m Sparking the fuse
Don’t talk about it I’m not in the Mood
Stick to the pen I don’t mean to be Rude
They take it to heart, it’s a family Feud
Tryna help me I got too many Wounds
Too many wounds
Too many wounds
Turning to God but my time overdue
Looking for blood but I stick to the Blues
Root of all evil, I’m tryna consume
I ain’t really good at love
Feel like I don’t get enough
Got anxiety and stress
Yeah my girl be feeling pressed
Have a hard time gaining trust
Every time push come to shove
I done seen a lot of shit
All these girls they with the shits
Even though they got a man
They still caught up in the mix
See em stressing now they Wondering will they find love again
I done, done a lot of shit I give two Fucks if I offend
All these females riding dirty, fuck Away they innocence
I don’t worry about no one except my Fam and making money
Take some notes and check yourself Cause I’m still fucking her so lovely
Got so far I made her love me
Eat it up that shit is yummy
Reason why these bitches talking
Cause they getting nothing from me
I never stick my nose in other shit
That don’t concern me
I seen too many snakes around me all Up on my journey
So girl I’m only hard on you cause I See that you’re worthy
I know you not the type to go out There and do me dirty
Praying for a better future, so I'm Patiently waiting
But these demons coming at me so I Need me some saving
Hotel rooms and catching bodies, all This shit I was chasing
Going way over my head but the top Was amazing
Now I’m stuck in amazement
Had to throw away my life over false Entertainment
But this girl that im claiming
Opened my eyes
She looking divine
She holding it down
I’m glad that she mine
Won’t take her for granted
I’m taking my time
Won’t take her for granted I’m Taking my time yuhhh
Just turned 22
I hop in the booth
Im letting It out I got nothing to lose
Time moving fast
Tryna keep up
But all of my problems are coming in Twos
I’m broke as a joke
I’m still in the air
Spending on my money on bitches And booze
This shit is abuse
I do not accuse
I’m living through hell and I’m Sparking the fuse
Don’t talk about it I’m not in the Mood
Stick to the pen I don’t mean to be Rude
They take it to heart, it’s a family Feud
Tryna help me I got too many Wounds
Too many wounds
Too many wounds
Turning to God but my time overdue
Looking for blood but I stick to the Blues
Root of all evil, I’m tryna consume