Lyrics What Comes Next? - PmBata

I'm trapped in my head
Every time that I go to bed
All my thoughts want me dead
Tell me, God, what comes next?
I'm trapped in my head
Every time that I go to bed
All my thoughts want me dead
Tell me, God, what comes next?

It takes a man to admit his mistakes
Feel like I'm always wrong, ain't a thing go my way
Cry, then write a song, one these days I'm gonna break
No filet mignon, but this shit is high steaks
I just moved away, told me focus on my grades
But no amount of A's can determine if I'm great
The world is in my face tryna tell me all these things
Like if I don't go to college then I'm never getting paid

But I don't think that that's true
Put me in a bad mood
Yeah I keep complaining like something is finna change soon
Rapping in my dorm room
Beats that make the floor move
Making the best of where I'm at, my home is where my own two

Feet touch the ground
Wanna make my family proud
Wanna give my sister things we so ain't have when I was 'round
Put it on for my town
Put it on for my city
Ain't done nothing on my own, been had homies rocking with me, aye

I joined MGMO
At like 14 years old
Shouts to SPZY he the bro
That crew pushed the kid to grow
Then I made the word Swoak
Still developing my flow
Theta Intellect came next
I still wish we had some more

Time to be a band, but I never felt abandoned
Even even they left for college, yo I wasn't stranded
They were my second family, we still talk when they around
Shouts to Uzi, rest in peace, wish I could talk to you right now

Before the Grapevine
My team strong, we stay tight
If things dark, we stay bright
Like glow sticks or night lights
My girl gone to St. Lou
That's tough 'cause that's new
She work hard, wanna bag too
And she really 'bouta get it cause that's what she do

Oou I been in my mind
Tryna find my way out
Tryna get rid of this hate
Tryna get rid of this doubt
Tryna get my ass paid
So I won't have to drop out
Finna make the best
Of this fucking town

I'm trapped in my head
Every time that I go to bed
All my thoughts want me dead
Tell me, God, what comes next?
I'm trapped in my head
Every time that I go to bed
All my thoughts want me dead
Tell me, God, what comes next?