Binge Lyrics

I can't believe that I fell for this shit

Well here we are

Yeah, yeah, this that

Uh, yeah

I ain't wrote a song in months

Since ACT, god damn it bumps

And it ain't finished yet but there it was

Barely touched, sitting there collecting dust

I mean I took a couple breaks in my past

But I always faced it and made my way back

But this one feeling different

Not even thoughts be getting in

To write, record or mix the shit

I'm sick of it, ain't missing it

But gotta make a move to feed the dreams

Let's go get a part time job, get some cream

Yeah I know it seems like it ain't what you need

But promo ain't free, this shit cost a fee (damn right)

Got a basic ass job, and though the pay ain't great

They paying "a lot"

I value my time at way more, but it's to open up the doors

A little bit of cash make the come-up feel short

If I ain't working towards nothing, I'm nothing

Man I forgot why the fuck I even punch in

Binge Netflix shows by the dozen

It's kinda funny these circles that I run in

God damn I gotta question

Why I feel bad, lazy, no intentions

I'm just tryna chill for a second

Am I headed towards the place I'm destined

I been on a binge with laziness

Went crazy with the pen

Wrote so much my brain is out of it

Wasted so many days we could've been

Going crazy in the booth

The truth is that I'm overwhelmed

Dad's moving out, someone gotta hold it down

Fuck part-time, gotta switch the focus now

Working overtime all the time, I'm loaded now

So pass me that Take Care record

Them Puma joggers, price tag, don't check it

New whip now, that budget really stretching

A long way, but it was the wrong way I was headed

It got me bending over for a management position

Yeah I told ya got this job on a mission

To make money for the music and it wasn't lie

But I still wasn't writing or nudging to try, I'm saying

If I ain't working towards nothing, I'm nothing

Man I forgot why the fuck I even punch in

Binge Netflix shows by the dozen

It's kinda funny these circles that I run in

God damn I gotta question

Why I feel bad, lazy, no intentions

I'm just tryna chill for a second

Am I headed towards the place I'm destined

Focus on your dreams, your life ain't nothing like it needs to be

Working for something that just don't want you to succeed

Break free now