Reaction Lyrics

It's hard to focus on somebody when they focus they self

It's hard to say goodbye to em when it's not even death

I did em right every time and it always went left

Can't tell nobody wait a minute cause you bound to get left

If they give me life in prison I'ma ask for the chair

Told my daughter you can't love him till you loving yourself

All I ask is hear me out I'm starting to feel like they deaf

Can't take advice from everybody some want you to fail

Got this weight on my back and now I feel like a snail

Your life is automatic harder when you born a female

Ain't no tad uh telling boy ain't no tellin' who tell

Nobody really understand until they in it they self

I went over everybody and they overreacted

This a tournament I promise I'ma win in your bracket

I can't move to heaven yet my bags ain't finished packing

Acting like they really know me don't you beep in this traffic

Fast food slow money man I gotta keep rapping

I be waking up too early it's too hard its a hassle

I wipe my tears with my hand I'm saving money I'm napkins

I don't care about your feelings now you know why I'm laughing

Try harder be polite notice rudder reaction

Forget the past I got present stuff I never did rap em

I been tryna get it sack but it's harder to tackle

Choosing mind over love is a everyday battle

Okay

Put that gun down you said you a scrapper

Or pull that gun we can shoot it don't matter

I tell my grandma get a hold to the pastor

The more you grow the more you realize what matter

You said you love me man I'm honestly flattered

They say I'm hard but don't listen to rappers

Is you good? I'm starting to see it don't matter

I hide a lot with a smile like it's magic

Love the smell but still blow out the candle

I'm aggravated like some sand in a sandal

I'm getting pissed like I asked for a sample

Follow who when ain't no perfect example

I went over everybody and they overreacted

This a tournament I promise I'm a win in yo bracket

I can't move to heaven yet my bags ain't finished packing

Acting like they really know me don't you beep in this traffic

Fast food slow money man I gotta keep rapping

I be waking up too early it's too hard its a hassle

I wipe my tears with my hand I'm saving money on napkins

I don't care about your feelings now you know why I'm laughing