Lyrics Confessions - LuckTheArtist

Lot of shit been on my mind, I gotta let go
Because I said so
Yeah
Couple girls I could've wifed, but they no longer here
I was scared of being played, that was my only fear
That and maybe being judged by my friends and peers
But either way it goes, it's set and done, so I'm switching gears
I got people that's around who don't believe in me
I act okay but deep inside though, it's eating me
Cause everybody seeing the effort, but yet they treating me
Like I'm somebody who ain't that nigga, and it's deceiving me
Then I meet somebody new that finished college, and they ask me what's my goals
But they always fail to acknowledge, what they clearly see me doing on my page
At least I know they temporary fuck it, that's okay
Maybe music in the way, cause I lost friends and even bitches cause I do it
Ain't no cap inside my rap, I got messages to prove it
I'd cut everybody off before I stop doing the music
So, before you come around me, I hope you already knew this
I be thinking who am I gone find that fuck with me for real
All the shit that I be doing, it might change the way they feel
When did I lose my appeal, when I decide to keep it real
Not act like everybody else and say exactly how I feel
I'm the child that ain't finish, I'm the child with no purpose
I'm the child that everybody kind of look at like he worthless
Why he always switching jobs, why he say he don't like working
Why he wanna be a rapper, why the fuck is he not perfect
Why the fuck is he not married
With a kid, and a fence, in defense
My life done had a few different events that make you move a "lil" different
And lose all your innocence, and start to just not give a fuck
So, honestly it all depends
Why the fuck he gaining weight is he depressed
And why he seeing therapists, I guess he must be stressed
Why the fuck he don't just quit, and just give up just like the rest
Cause bitch we not the same, and now that, that's finally addressed
Black and red 350 "Yeezy's" as a nigga step
I think I might relocate
somewhere that's on the West
Somewhere they don't know my face, what most people suggest
But I'm a have to sacrifice a lot of shit to get a check
Fuck it, maybe I will
And maybe this might never drop, I might just keep it concealed
Can't expose too many thoughts, but I gotta be real
It's some shit that I had bottled in, I gotta let spill
This ain't even close to half, but shit, it's just how I feel
My cup
It's my confessions
Yeah
Spent about
Maybe five minutes recording
It's how I feel
Fuck how you feel
"Unh"