Anxiety

I been keeping it real low
It's some things nobody knows
Either turn up when I go
I'd rather just turn down at home
Drugs make me feel less alone
Turn around everyone is gone
Ima always be the bad guy I know it

Ima lie to the world and say I ain't been popping for anxiety
And Ima lie to myself when it goes under my thought
That this is my sobriety
No one has your back unless you're on your death bed
Baby don't you cry for me
Ima lie to the world and say I ain't been popping for anxiety

All my dreams turned to nightmares
Reality hits
Check ain't come in
This bottle i hit

I been drinking too much
And not smoking enough
Been dealing with problems
But i can't give up

These calls from the labels
And media outlets
Tryna sell shows
Without selling my boundaries

Facing my demons
No time to escape
She told she's leaving
Her time I won't waste

Give her some space
On the road to the money
I never had brakes
Keep up the pace

But how do i know
What i'm chasing is real
Well you're fucking words
Won't pay the bills

I remember her words
Used to give me the chills
Now i'm just smoking
To see how it feels

Memories fade in the darkest of hours
I'm popping these pills
They solving the problems

Ten toes in these reebok's
Got drugs in my pocket
I'll cop me a chopper
Then load it and cock it

Ain't this what you wanted?
I'm feeling so modest
I'm just being honest
And I never claimed to be one of the hottest
Lord I need God, it's
I stay in my lane
And keep stacking these dollars
Paid for your freedom
Hold up your wallets
Knowledge is freedom
To learn is your profit
Mama i'll make it
I'll keep my promise

This game is just getting a little ridiculous
Hoes get obnoxious half of y'all tripping
You think you can do it?
Well get in ya position
They're kicking you down
Soon as you get busy
Soon as you get busy

Tell me how I'm supposed to stop
Filling up all of these cups
Man I wish someone would end this all for me
Tell me how I'm supposed to stop
Taking pills til I throw up
When i think about what i have seen
It's back and forth how much i need it
Yeah my drugs are so conceited
They convince me that I'm nothing without them
How many times can i say that it feels good to get off them?
Before there is some truth behind it

Ima lie to the world and say I ain't been popping for anxiety
And Ima lie to myself when it goes under my thought
That this is my sobriety
No one has your back unless you're on your death bed
Baby don't you cry for me
Ima lie to the world and say I ain't been popping for anxiety