Junk Food (Q Interlude Pt.2) Lyrics

I gave up on hooping, it really broke my heart the story's getting a little long, don't

Know where I should start It just brought up so many traumas and so

Many names knowing it would lead to depression and a

Lot of pains the ones I looked up on for reassurance went Hollywood, on me or high and under the influence claim I hurt maliciously and didn't care

Scared to rebuild a bond that made them shed a tear

My tongue get twisted and I don't know what to say

Should've picked up the phone, but my pride got in the way

I'm tryna perform, my boy in the 50 states and we gon' keep vibin', always ignoring the hate

Trust me, the money isn't everything rather took her out the country but was scared

Of planes all the guys that I came into school with

Either faded or they still on the same shit but the thugs lane switched to music tours

And flexing more, I gave my life to my dream but my heart was yours

Working every night just to get it driving the distance, something they can't ignore

Then they'll pretend to be friends, but they really wanna pass me

Let me hold some money, that's the first thing they'll ask me

On the stage jumping like we on that perc from last week

I like junk food rather than being an athlete

I like junk food rather than being an athlete

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