cycles Lyrics

Just to get through it we use any means

Some my friends turned to fiends

So compulsive they relapse when they balance leans

Glued to the screen

In the morning the first thing that most people see

Someone that doing much better but they only post the best things

Still you comparing, you crying, you drop to your knees, you re-up on some weed

And you thinking how you would be free if you had dollar bills, different green

Funny to me cuz that paper ain't shit it won't make you happy

Kinda ironic cuz drugs, the smoke shop is where you waste your cheese

In moderation the shit ain't that serious

As a teen you were so curious

Couple years pass now shit with or without you delirious

Fading the pain when it come back you kill it that was your experience

Better than facing your dad when he drunk how his hands be so furious

Hideous, how some of us really feel

Tired of feeling we stuff it all down hide it from one another and ourselves with pills

Stop the drug deal we must figure out what the fuck's up with our deal

Easy to peel but its truly a feat when you trying to heal

Man I just can't do it

Man I'm out here doing me everyday

Just tryna be me just tryna be myself

Be free at peace but

Its just so hard

Niggas all hate its in they blood

When I try I get laughed at

Like why you gotta build yourself by tearing me down

Leave me on the damn floor

And when I get up they start laughing like this shit funny

I just don't get it

How I'm supposed to live with a nigga in my ear

I just wanna win

How you do this shit

How you do this

My name is Aidan remember that right

Why the fuck would I care about spectating niggas its me vs me in this fight

Nonchalant niggas act tough around suffering make it seem light

We all heard stories of boxers who made pride see stars in the sky

Don't undermine what some people are dealing with

Never say sorry for feeling sis

Fuck what they say all these niggas are stricken with ignorance

Why you think most alone and they end up with ghosts as they friend

No I won't make amends cuz I'm tired of people apologizing

Reasons why I never spoke 'stead I wrote with my pen

I let her cry in my arms cuz its not a crime to be human

Said that your better alone and you don't plan to drop your defense

You're not fine but you pretend

Now everything, everything, everything too much

Oh here we go again shawty oh its back to the drugs

Back to that nigga you fucking you both know its not really love

Back to the parties where you had a good time but weren't conscious of

Back to the dirt, its back to the mud

Its back to the slums