Washed Up Lyrics

This the type of vibe that make me feel just like a kid again

All the times when music got me through it

I could feel again

Every time I pick a pen up

Eating a fucking verse for dinner

Homie I am no beginner

Maybe god or Hova sent him

I took a break so I could focus on my mental

And learn to love myself and not become so temperamental

I got demons stuck inside my head that treat it like a rental

Keep on feeding me deceiving thoughts that I was never into

I had to make some changes in my life, momma I'm grown now

People need to do the same and put they fucking phone down

Throw they life away cuz they was kicking with the wrong crowd

I'm tryna find a high in life and kick it on my own cloud

I need to calm down

Not dissing on my hometown

But rappers get defensive when I tell them find their own sound

I ain't throwing dirt at you

No matter who you heard it through

I'm just tryna give advice so hopefully it work for you

So you can get up out that 9-5 that you been been stressing bout

I know you may not see it now but yes there is a better route

You heard what old head said

They said that said old shit dead

But you won't ever touch that old head bread

I work for old dead prez

Don't bow for what man says

I'm finna life my fucking life until I fall out dead

I said

Damn right dog if I said it then I meant it

I stay cool, calm and collected but could pop off in a minute

Stayed true since the beginning

Even times when I'm not winning

Remember what yo daddy said boy

If you start it you go'n finish, see

Life is what you make it out to be in your own image

If I'm running outta time then I'm pray the lord replenish me

I take meds to calm me down, you still can't match my energy

Energizer bunny to the max then x's infinity

I'll kill this shit in one shot like the shooter did with Kennedy

I'm from the Kakalac but talk that slang like I'm from Tennessee

Momma from Cali but I'm bred in the south

And if the topic of the convo ain't bout bread then I'm out

The grind wont never fucking stop to keep us fed in my house

I get deposits from my royalties that's better than clout

You know what's better than doubt

Coming up when I'm always slept on

Lost some homies thought they had my back but I was dead wrong

Sorry I couldn't hear you

I was lost in my headphones

I'll always keep it real make sure they put that on my headstone