Open Up Lyrics

It's like I have difficulties talking bout' my problems

With a mic the only time I open up

I'll get through it on my own

I was taught Tay you be tough

Put my feelings in a song

It still feel it ain't enough

Losing partners to sentences they ain't coming with commas

Losing partners to bullets shit I ain't told to my momma

Got enough on my mental so I stay clear of the drama

Can't get Quez' out them walls somebody talk to your honor

Can't open up I just write books on top of beats

Where I'm from can't show emotions know them boys a call you weak

If I talk I might start crying so I'd rather not speak

Swear it hurt ain't have no bond with granddaddy now he deceased

I don't like funerals I'll rather see you alive not a casket

I cant tell if you for real but I'm fine thanks for asking

Can't tell if this the right play to make I can't ask Madden

Swear I gotta' roll one up this shit keep me from spazzing

My feelings real I just hide them bitches

Disguise pain with ambition

Don't test me it get wicked

Get kissed goodbye good riddance

I'm a star that's just hidden

My music finally hitting

They feel the words I'm spitting know it's real

It's like I have difficulties talking bout' my problems

With a mic the only time I open up

I'll get through it on my own

I was taught Tay you be tough

Put my feelings in a song

It still feel it ain't enough

Losing partners to sentences they ain't coming with commas

Losing partners to bullets shit I ain't told to my momma

Got enough on my mental so I stay clear of the drama

Can't get Quez' out them walls somebody talk to your honor

To be honest I don't like to be closed off

But I put in work silently and I just pray it show off

Pop up out the blue like what's up twin and I don't know y'all

They was doubting this shit since the beginning guess I showed y'all

I don't need fans or friends ain't tripping bout' no relationship

Unless they stand the test of time shout out ones that I'm still with

I won't talk about that struggle but ask my momma shit legit

I did wrong and got did wrong I guess karma is a bitch

Death jail poverty

Feel like the only things that be promised that shit wrong to me

I gotta' find the one that give real love not just condoning me

And if you tryna' be a boss you'll walk that path alone you see

They feel my words they know it's real

It's like I have difficulties talking bout' my problems

With a mic the only time I open up

I'll get through it on my own

I was taught Tay you be tough

Put my feelings in a song

It still feel it ain't enough

Losing partners to sentences they ain't coming with commas

Losing partners to bullets shit I ain't told to my momma

Got enough on my mental so I stay clear of the drama

Can't get Quez' out them walls somebody talk to your honor