Drowning Lyrics

They don't want me to win

They want me to fail

They don't want me to succeed

But be real like, honestly nobody really gives a fuck

We always say they want us to fail or

It wasn't meant to be but I think that's just our inner self that's afraid

that it won't happen

I told you I'd be famous if you waited

And even though you didn't I still made it

Fuck around and you could find out

You're the only one I'm chasing

I guess these are my confessions yeah, yeah

And lately I've been stressing yeah, yeah

I just hope I learned my lesson yeah, yeah

I'm still drowning in these blessings yeah, yeah

LA I flew to New York

I'm rocking Christian Dior

Baby you need an award

You a trophy

Cut and I swerve in a Porsche

Swanging through lanes like I'm George

Baby you need an award

You a trophy

I'm steady training I'm loaded

Built like a tank you should know this

Smoking on kush till I'm floating, yeah

I just been working I'm focused

Flipping and switching the motions

Watch what you say you don't know me

Giving a speech no award

Call up the plug cause I'm bored

I'm probably smoking a cord

Let's hit the gym like I'm Schwarz

And I got an endless endurance

Shorty could pose like a trophy

Leaning straight back like I'm Kobe

I told you I'd be famous if you waited

And even though you didn't I still made it

Fuck around and you could find out

You're the only one I'm chasing

I guess these are my confessions yeah, yeah

And lately I've been stressin' yeah, yeah

I just hope I learned my lesson yeah, yeah

This water got me drippin' and I'm drowning

Splash

I pulled up and I'm running out of, gas

Oh, woah, woah, woah, woah

Plug, hit the plug

And I'm breaking down these buds

While I'm burning through these woods

Can't you see I'm drowning

And I'll admit I'm drowning

I'm drowning in these blessings

Yeah, yeah

Just drowning in these blessings

Yeah, yeah

LA I flew to New York

I'm shopping Christian Dior

Baby you need an award, you a trophy

Cut and I swerve in a Porsche

Swanging through lanes like I'm George

Baby you need an award, you a trophy

Splash

Pulled up and I'm running, running, running out of gas

Oh, woah, woah, woah, woah

Plug