Stuck In Place Lyrics

Slumped in my bed, don't you dare turn the lights on

I been watching the top of my ceiling and now the nights gone

Sun rising on my red eyes

Crust riling on the corner, like I sell pies

Seventy-three hour walk to my partner crib

Wall start to dry, furnishing curtains with a pile of (ish)

Might just quit for today, you can find me where the roaches live

Cause I got residue, from the weeks and the chips

Tryna head to the stu, but the green on the fritzs

And I seen what I thought were the pits

In the past, now I piecing together all the pacts

That I made back in tenth, grade

Made back in the tents, by the campfire, and blaze

Ghostride the whip, it's how the government control us slaves, uh

Heaven sent, so why can't I reject my earthly ways for heaven's sake, uh

Can't sleep might just down some pills before I lay, uh

I guess I'm just tryin not to make it to twenty-eight, yeah

Young dumb and tryna (tryna) a couple sluts I guess

In a rut, I guess

And it sucks I guess, but

I know I'm blessed

Is that more, or is that less, stress

Yes, that's the answer but I must confess

I need a job, my occupation comes with luck, success

I'm so close to far away from up next

I'm sorry if I project

My lack of feelings, but I feeling numb and upset

And i'm stuck in place, and I'm stuck in place

Young dumb and tryna (tryna) a couple sluts I guess

In a rut, I guess

And it sucks I guess, but

I know I'm blessed

Is that more, or is that less, stress

Yes, that's the answer but I must confess

I need a job, my occupation comes with luck, success

I'm so close to far away from up next

I'm sorry if I project

My lack of feelings, but I'm feeling numb and upset

And i'm stuck in place, and I'm stuck in place

Nobody know my talent, that what it feels like

But it don't matter I heal twice

I heal nice, then I click my heels, tired of cowards I ain't lyin'

We catchin' the ones, that's what our hand strikes

I'm still wide, my iris looking for an answer

In the darkness of my likeness

But it's like lochness I can't find the monster it's all in our mind set

Too late to free myself the chorus bout to hit till I can't digest

(I'm not at my finest)

Young dumb and tryna (tryna) a couple sluts I guess

(Ohh, I'm not in control of my actions)

In a rut, I guess

(I'm not in control my fears)

And it sucks I guess, but

I know I'm blessed

Is that more, or is that less, stress

(Is it, it is)

Yes, that's the answer but I must confess

(Ready for it)

I need a job, my occupation comes with luck, success

(Oh Woah)

I'm so close to far away from up next

(So far away)

I'm sorry if I project

My lack of feelings, but I'm feeling numb and upset

And I'm stuck in place, and I'm stuck in place