Bittersweet Lyrics

I'm kinda sort of a cotnnesiour

You tryna dig my past up like dinosaurs before we get to meeting like carnivores

Tryna do some shit we ain't done before put it in deep make your stomach roar

Cuz you a lioness who tryna find the best I think it's me but I digress

If I don't speak forever hold my peace so baby I object

Am I up next I gotta know if not I gotta go

Midas flow might go Geronimo for my pot of gold

Tryna cope but I'm liable to snap if I'm provoked

Think I might've said yes too much maybe I don't know

In my mind I think I might go broke

But out my mouth I say don't trip you know I got it bro

On the mic my presence louder than a sonic boom

But I'm a mouse when I'm in crowded rooms

I got the keys but I been out of tune and somehow I still found a groove

Hoping to delay the day family speaks around my tomb

Might as well go get cremated as a metaphor for everything I created

Hot from start to finish Lessons in these writtens

But you can't teach a nigga who already got suspended

I should Mind my business tryna take the stage like a play but I gotta focus on my inner mission

Is there something missing or is it all fiction cuz I can't tell the difference

Do you remember

Do you remember

Do you remember can we

Go back to how it was before

Do you remember

Do you remember

Do you remember can we

Go back to how it was before

Do you remember

Do you remember

Do you remember can we

Go back to how it was before

Do you remember

Do you remember

Do you remember can we

Go back to how it was before