
i contact Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
Made eye contact with the cashier
Swear she been working here since last year
Start crushing when she lay down that black hair
Maybe I cover that ass with some cashmere
I feel alone wearing flashy protects
My life is anything but flashy yet
Wish I could own 50 private jets
But I can't focus on the future, I'm in the present tense
Money talking sign language, call it ASL
Bringing this old shit back, feel like I'm melly mel
Bring the goat to show and tell, I swear I brought myself
Doing this shit for my mama, hope this shit prevails
I approach these women gently
Because the last one really fucked me mentally
Swimming in my mind and I'm drowning out an empty sea
I swear this the last time, I will never let her empty me
Contemplating thoughts about suicide
I swear I'm so locked in, right now it's do or die
Out here searching for myself, like who am I
Having to battle with my thoughts, is it truth or lie
But when I sit back and analyze
How many times I fantasize about these shitty camera lives
I don't know if it's for me, I might stay to myself
I'd rather take this fat off and take care of my health
Don't wanna fall down that rotten path
Where selling drugs is they only basic math
They can count an eight ball or they count the cash
Fuck that stupid shit, I'd rather do the best in class
Because these drugs not for me
I can take my monsters out on the ink, you call me Sully
They sit back and judge me but don't understand me fully
Talking shit for no reason, you pussies are some bullies
People act like I'm replaceable
Because they blameable, my soul isn't changeable
Am I really the one for her, that's debatable
How many songs I'm about to drop, I say like eight or so
Made eye contact with the barista, mucho gusto
That mean nice to meet ya, tryna fight the reaper
With this music through your speakers
Maybe quit this whole rapping shit and be a preacher
When I'm around you feel like bad weather
If the shoe fits, you can be my Cinderella
I'll protect you from the rain, be your umbrella
Can we make it in this world, can we stay together
Father stretch my hands open
At this point I'm stuck, I can't do nothing but I'm hoping
When I go up to heavens doors you accept me in the open
Please tell me I'm not crazy, don't tell me that I'm coping
Counting the seconds towards graduation
Fuck all the lies and the fabrication
I'm out in Venice on vacation while I'm paper chasing
My mind is a speedway cause it don't stop racing
Going in circles and circles
Can't cope with real life so I write in my journal
Can't express my feelings, I keep it bottled inside
I killed my old self, that stupid motherfucker died
The one that cared about what others think
The one that didn't stand up for himself, he's on the brink
I killed that stupid bastard and I'm gonna speed right past ya
Do whatever you want, I don't care about your laughter
Made eye contact with the eyes of God
Please tell me that you're real and there ain't no facade
When I look up at the sky, are you looking down
Are you with me when I need you, if I gotta frown
It's swinging heavy on my mental
Tension is so damn thin you can pop it with a pencil
You can call me Eric, sketch these lyrics on my Ensel
But listening to this song right now is an essential
You gotta stop being stuck in the future
You gotta stay in the present
Life moves too fast for you to look in the past
So live every day like it's your goddamn last