Untitled Unmastered ft. Mackk Lyrics

Through reflection you gain introspection, dissect your past to learn a couple lessons

I've never denied education because with it comes revelation, open your mind to the possibilities of the future

Every fragment and fracture pulled together by a suture

Do you feel the pressure

How come you don't feel it

You want to impress her

Instead you should quit

Why not look back to see what you missed, how you were drawn in by the whisper of death's kiss

Almost forgot who you were for the sake of the risk

I'll make it simple, don't settle for wood chips when you bring the kindle, you should

want something bolder, make you sizzle and smolder

Keep your mind on yourself, you're a player one controller

I'll make it simple, don't settle for wood chips when you bring the kindle

Way back when, I'm sorry, I like speaking on past shit

I miss that trauma bond, I kept my stupid ass on that last bitch, I'm still delusional

Working on a weekend like usual, I fell in love with chasing paper, baby, that's the conclusion

I'm all-inclusive, Doc said I'm Skitzo, so I think he's stupid

The only illness on my mental is how I'm ill with this music

Now move it or lose it, wait it's my mind that I'm losing, I need to lay between your legs because that shit really soothing, my flow is improving, I think I'm getting good at

this shit

I don't got nothing more to offer but my time and my dick, I done lost it all, just ask my homies

We really balled til' we fell, but we gon' get it back together cause right now this shit hell

I took some L's, I'm suffering in silence, back in my shell, back in my zone, my closest friends won't even pick up the phone, just leave me alone

I'm running out of words I can say, if you got nothing more to offer, get the fuck out the way,

I'm making plays, we used to be like Kobe and Shaq, but just like them two niggas

I lowkey hate the way that you act, we back to back, matter of fact, let's try to pull off a three, we could've went for four, my boy just wasn't fucking with me, that's just

my dog, but with my bread, wait, that shit was corny, my own city, don't fuck with my

music, they think I'm boring, they sleeping, they snoring, but fuck with me when I'm in them foreigns, this all designer, baby, I don't even wear no Ralph Lauren

I got keys like I'm Sora, I'm talking to myself like I'm Dora, I went from stealing candy to dodging all these police explorer man, what the fuck, I'd sell my soul to get

more baguettes, I can't make offers with the devil, I can't talk to her yet