WYB? Lyrics

Tell me where the fuck you been, homie

Lately this shit been on ten, homie

I don't mean to offend, homie

But lately you sleeping on pen, homie

Peeping the conversations that you been in, I can see that you ain't holy

You're lost and you lost half your friends, homie

Say that you seeking the zen, homie

I see you keep throwing those tantrums

Talking bout' women you ran from

You lost yourself tryna' find yourself in a woman you ain't never had bruh

You asked her if it ever could be, in her eyes you could see the answer

No

No

You can do better than me but you wont

It's always pussies that be telling you don't

The only way that you know how to cope

When you really locked in not easy letting go

Put in a zone, put in on paper, locked in a room twenty-four

Hours a day, writing on songs, fuck it I'll say I feel so alone

Fuck it I'm stressed

Fuck it yeah lately I feel like I got it right up to my chest

Choked up, I'm a man though, you know how we keep our feelings suppressed

If life is a test, I feel like I'm losing, I'd rather that than to be cheating from rest

I leave my pain in my past, wonder what god got planned for me next (uh)

(Where you been, where you been)

(Uh)

Cest la vie, cest la vie, made at least ten of these

When I see my mama weep, know I ain't free from the wrong

Seldom seek all that love but

I been lookin out for god, tell him

I ain't gone till I'm gone brother

I was made in the slums, they

Tried to take away the spark, bitch

I been living in the dark, and

My name everybody topic

My heart sits in the cockpit

Drop a ten then I top it, uh

My head heavier than loch-ness

Eyes purple, but I'm locked in

Legs loose when I'm walking

Stage scare me I'm nauseous

Stay guarded I'm cautious

Your hand twitching, I'm watchin'

If I don't trust you I'm gone then, uh

(Better that than unconscious)

(Better that than unconscious)

(Better that than)