IsThisJustADream? Lyrics

Whole lotta people done doubted me

Shout out to real ones that proud of me

Spill a little of my own blood

Then my phone buzz, she'd be better without me

I ain't really want you anyway

Tell myself that just to mend the pain

Act like my feelings are just a game

Trying to justify assign blame

I'm just so done with all y'all's talk

You ain't never back it up

I spit white hot like chalk

Draw a straw then pack to bust

Packing for action I roll with a faction

You spittin' that cap but you act like it's facts

Grow-growing my paper feel like I'm a fax man, no tac sin

I think my grey matter turning black

Ugh

Fade to white and cut the colors back

Uh

I used to drop up like 6 tabs

But shits bad so take half

Then get mad and break packs

You fucking playing with my mind and I'm just done with it

Some lil bitch

Gon' force into my life and now she running it's

So damn ironic MDD it's fuckin' chronic

Open your third eye and then decide that you don't even want it

Whole lotta people done doubted me

Shout out to real ones that proud of me

Uh

I spit white hot like chalk

Draw a straw then pack to bust

I used to drop up like 6 tabs

But shits bad so take half

Then get mad and break packs

You fucking playing with my mind and I'm just done with it

Some lil bitch

Gon' force into my life and now she running it's

So damn ironic MDD it's fuckin' chronic

Open your third eye and then decide that

You don't even want it

I try to wake up, but it's just another dream