Not Doing Enough

Yea, Yea

Talk to myself I be like bro man you ain't doing enough

You ain't lock in in a while you shouldn't be doing this stuff

Too busy tryna press the bitches man you stupid as fuck

Said I'm on the road to riches I ain't picking you up

Sometimes I get a lil distant ion be keeping in touch

It be so hard to say I miss you cuz my feelings is fucked

I'm in a room wit different bitches that I ain't feeling at all

Take a couple shots of liquor now I'm feeling on her

I be trying to be so perfect I forget that I'm stuck

I'll spend my last on a ticket just me testing my luck

And every time I close my eyes I be wishing it all