[Verse 1: REASON]
Couple tears over rose petals
Out on road, doing shows in the snow weather
Used to want a queen in my life, but these hoes better
Less pressure, more fun, so it flows better
Less strings and commitments, I’m a goal setter
Not a ton of room for the white picket fences
I’ve been trying to pile the white presidents with interest
Love been a sickness, tequila my prescription
Make a name in this game, that is not a picnic
The cost of my soul too expensive
The price of fitting in the business
While trying to keep the kinship
They see the name growing, so they measure your expenses
Couple grand to the fam, worried ‘bout a pension
Just have three to my nigga Dee like dimensions
Trying to rekindle, the energy I had
Back when I first started, feel like I got dementia
Lately I been posted on the low like a finsta
Trying to reconnect to my inner
Neglect all the sinners
Avoid all the crash outs
Making stories up about me for me quick to lash out
Crazy all the love that I sit in, but when the hate in common always be the one to stand out
I see the booth more than I see my friends out
All this cooking up I ain’t surprised how it panned out
Soul
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