Pavement

I've got nothing left, so anxious, always pacing

All this new shit like whats next, my head on the pavement

I got nothing left, so anxious Always pacing, all this new shit like what's

next

My head on the pavement I stay cold, you caving

I'm closed up, never let you in I'ma do this until I'm dead

I'ma go and make all these fuckin' M's

So drunk on a Tuesday, oh, oh, okay

I got her wanting more like I'm too great, too, too too great

I'ma take this big now, I'm tired of being labeled

A fuckin' loser with his head down Yeah, I was never really cool, nah