Head spinning around again I feel like I do this over and over again
Set me up for the kill of the century
Who would have thought the victim of my crime would have turned out to be me?
So far gone I just tune out the bullshit
If you ain’t making dollars ain’t no sense in talking bout nothing else
Sweet escape I made it again
Wonder if God gonna send me back to hell I can’t ever win
Steady losing yea yo bitch she choosing
Skip past me like naw fuck that loser
Fuck my life and everything in it
I’m too fly to keep being misrepresented
It’s a bird it’s a plane naw hell naw it’s Just me Redd and I’m doing my Thang
Stacking what paper I can
Ima see better days again
I can’t keep pretending that my life is improving it really is not I can’t help it but I have been doing so much overthinking and stressed about another motel room checking out at 11 damn I thought I was staying til tomorrow
It’s always check-out time at the Lil Inn on the end ima just go to sleep and hope that I don’t wake up and this will finally end