Lyrics The Exception - Shyboii Guero

Why do they play with me? Yeah
Yeah, yeah

Why do they play with me?
Baby I call on you
Long days with no truth
Shit that they said to me
My brother been bussing it too
Pull up and go shoot
I might need some space
I might need some room

Where I'm from it stay wildin'
Tall tales in my section
Bodies dropping and dying
Why am I the exception?
Don't know where to go I asked my Dad
He turned around and got violent
Broken but I paid attention
Momma was yelling and crying
Battling through the depression
You was my rock and my diamond
I can't stay silent, I been too quiet
Told you my spirit divided
'Member you would hold me close my bro would ask if you okay
Wonder if all of my pain could make this world a better place

Why do they play with me?
Baby I call on you
Long days with no truth
Shit that they said to me
My brother been bussing it too
Pull up and go shoot
I might need some space
I might need some room

I might need some space
I might need some room
Closed doors
I got some issues they love to assume
I don't worry 'bout perceptions
I'm the one who made it out
5EYE5 be the collection
What you gon' complain about
Why am I the exception
All my feelings weighing down
Feel like I'm losing direction
I think it's time for confessions
'Member you would hold me close my bro would ask if you okay
Wonder if all of my pain could make this world a better place

Why do they play with me?
Baby I call on you
Long days with no truth
Shit that they said to me
My brother been bussing it too
Pull up and go shoot
I might need some space
I might need some room