RECYCLED TIME Lyrics

Look, I know that you've been going through shit on your own and I can't help it

Movin' round dolo while my niggas call me selfish

I can't sing for shit or I can't rock out like Elvis

Not too much to rap about, but nigga, let me tell this

I felt isolated for a while like I don't got a place

When I learned to write, it just took me out that empty space

At first I was scared to drop my shit cause niggas love to hate

I had to leave my peers and the past and get out the way

I feel I love too hard, wonder if people love me

Is our friendship pure, would you throw it all for money

I got demons but I'm moving, no improvement junkie

That's my fuckin' life and you gon' tell me that it's funny

How I'm supposed to help when you don't believe in yourself

How we gon' get better, you doin' this shit for the wealth

You drop three hours, nigga, go focus on your health

All your bad memories, you placed them on a shelf

Until now

How I'm supposed to be better when I'm stuck up in this shit

How I'm supposed to be better? I'm alone up in this bitch

They thrive on my pain, it's the same when I'm rich

They don't care about my name, only when the drums hit

How I'm supposed to be better when I'm stuck up in this shit

How I'm supposed to be better? I'm alone in this bitch

They thrive on my pain, it's the same when I'm rich

They don't care about my name, only when the drums hit