Bliss Of The Decline ft. Barnes Lyrics

Hoes try to talk a lot, but they ain't really watch a lot

Knew that from the jump, because they never gave a fuck or not

If I'm down or I'm up, so I do what they never thought

Pick the pack and hustle, trapping by my lonely

I ain't have no homies, I ain't have no where to go

Forgiveness is a lonely road

In a truer sense, I've been in my zone

Trying to maintain everything I know about me and the hoes

So, I've been trying to own my life in a way where it change for the game

All hoes be the same, heartbreak, never change

Entertain my life with the pain, but they left with a stain

Snow bunnies want to say they see me every way

But, never on the worst day

Trying to be who I am when it's in the worst way

People want to talk down on my name, but they ain't in my shoes

And, they ain't ever done what I really do

It took a lot for me to get to where I'm at, just for loose change and used shoes

Packs in the mail, wonder who it's from, like it's Blue's Clues

Goddamn, I could talk about the past if I wanted to

But, I ain't really see a point since my future really comin' through

Five-k in a month, fingers turning blue

From the Benjis, and the work locked in like glue

Talk shit, but I am who I am, got no time to lose

Talk a lot of shit, but you can't be me

I'm the best at what I do, yeah, I make it easy

Wonder how you really do, like Stevie

But, I ain't got no time for that, like GG

No matter what I do, they impressed

On the mic, so hype

Like I'm Mike, no type, but I'm right

All the time because I fight in the night

For a bright future and a place where it's nice all the time

Palm trees in the grass

Cool breeze in the summer

Nice girl with an ass, that don't sound like a bummer

Done a lot, if she not, then fuck her

Feel good where I'm at, I'm a runner

Like a track star, TikTok, put that on my mother

You can't make bands with no hands

Like me, with my plan, because I'm the man

OnlyFans with you goddamn, I can't do that again

I did all this shit for money

Best believe I ain't a dummy

Went through a lot of shit to get a bag, now they say they love me

Tell me what you get for making that, or maybe we can run it

I ain't gonna talk if there's no money, especially if I ain't done it

Fuck what you think, you ain't seen the real me

Move my money in silence, I got a DD

You ain't know how I'm styling, I'm sipping Fiji

Oh baby, I don't think you want to see me