NOIR Lyrics

And every time I walk outside, like, I'm afraid that I might get shot, I might die

Like, it's gotten to that point of paranoia

Now it's time to talk about my insecurities

2018, worst year of my life

I lost x and my pride had died with him

During graduation, what a fucking celebration

What a time to be alive, shittest man alive

Suicide had creeped up upon my dreams

Masturbating women in my damn bedsheets

Took and stole rap lyrics, that wasn't me

I lost my high school honey to my best friend

I hate my voice and the way I fucking speak

Apply pressure on my wrist to just see how much I bleed

I walk around campus all the time, I'm feeling so deceased

Feeding off the negativity from society

And that's how they treat a nigga since the age of 17, nigga

Since 18, questioning my sexuality

Breathing in the toxic in my lungs, to strain the memories

Microdosing weed and henny, those my favorite remedies

Man, I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired, fuck

Sick of running of the life that God set for me

I hate anxiety, chop my soul in the ground, Madvilliany

I carry around like living pedigree

I fail to see the vision that these niggas have painted me

Eyes faded from the weed, I can't see a thing

I think I'm just gonna grab this drink

Man, I was trying so hard

I was just fed up

Shit

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

This shit so crazy, yung

I swear

God always, for some reason

Paints the hardest challenges to the strongest soldiers and shit

It's always a struggle for real niggas out here

Ask me how I see the pain when my eyes low

The smoke around my face, I'm fighting pain on my torso

The ring around your name, and that's the place where I forgo

I lost them in the sanctum of your ways, and I'm a sanctum of your weight

I fell face into the pavement

That's just where I lay

I grew fonder as the days move, blurry in the haze

I've been peeping through a skewed view

My psyche slow decay

I smoked through a q a day and all these cookies at my brain cells

And I'm the only one in the east where my pops

Rest his soul

Probably where I want to be down below, being growing cold at the feet

Every tombstone put me closer to my final breath

When things fall apart, find me hanging in the wind

Breeze rock me to sleep

The product of the holes frequent as I tumbled in the deep end for some of peace

Just let it go, man

Let it go, let it go, let it go, man

I can't

The last five years, I've been fucking stressed

Pleasing all these bitches, let me get this off my chest

Bitching about your problems all day and night

Took me as a joke while I was giving you advice

Crackers fucking up my dreams like Miss ****

Bitches only gave me C's, wishing I would fail

So much I had to switch up my major

And now you sent me back a whole year in the chamber

Man, what is life

I stayed up all night pushing graphic designs

You told me it wasn't enough

Put that shit in the drafts

Said I wasn't gonna make it

Reconsider your path

Bitch, I'm MYSTICWOLF

Fuck your feelings

Fall to that