[Chorus]
All this loud in our pocket, when we walk in cause a nuisance
Why you swear that you got it, man, shut up and go and do it
No matter how many times I won, I still feel like I lose it
All this loud in our pocket, when we walk in cause a nuisance
Why you swear that you got it, man, shut up and go and do it
No matter how many times I won, I still feel like I lose it
[Verse]
This life a game, we forced to play on difficult
Shit ain’t never gon' be easy, you can’t switch the mode
Get so high that when I fell, condition critical
Still, I keep crawling up towards the pinnacle
I be getting stupid high but I like staying low
This life is just a contradiction of itself alone
Everybody just a hypocrite, a fucking clone
Constantly in flux, I never know which way I’m s'posed to go
Shout out to the blessing from my angels, 'cause I need it
Shout out to my demons, they taught me to wing it
Truthfully, man, I don’t even know what I believe in
But, you best believe that I ain’t going nowhere, I ain’t leaving
It’s a shame, they think we don’t know what we’re doing
Been getting dummy high, but don’t be tryna to treat it like I’m stupid
If life a movie, play a role, don’t try and act like you can choose it
I just want my pockets swole because my heart covered in bruises
Smoking up my jealousy, I’m smoking on my pain
Can't indulge into my ego, that shit scrambling my brain
It’s still early in the morning, I might smoke another eighth
I’m tryna find a fuck to give, it's like a needle in the hay
[Chorus 2]
All this loud in our pocket, when we walk in cause a nuisance
Why you swear that you got it, man, shut up and go and do it
No matter how many times I won, I still feel like I lose it
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