paroles de chanson Random Thoughts - Versvs

Yeah, these are just my random thoughts I guess

Yeah
I look around, I think we made it
DM from your girl, my song was added to her playlist
Don't need no ecstacy to enjoy all the celebrations
All I need's my ex to see that I've exceeded expectations
That's amazing, and I still wonder "is my ex proud?"
You think about my mental health and
Really I should be dead now
Like that's wild but forget it, shouldn't even matter
I just tend to be dramatic since I've seen you on Stepehn Ave
It got me thinking like
Damn, I wish we had some time to chill
And maybe that way I could tell you
It feels so bad to be the villain
When you're listening to Billie I'm so sorry it hurts
I guess there had to be a bad guy for the story to work
It's absurd but who really thought I wouldn't succeed?
If I'm only feeling upbeat when I'm fucking up beats
So trust me I'm not a human, you can't even compete
Robot sex dolls, you're fucking with a machine
It's different

But am I serious though?
When the fake mania disappears I don't know where to go
Hard to find your purpose when you've never been spiritual
These days staying alive feels like a miracle
Yeah, and all I did was take shit
Now they tell me "you're a beast boy", I watch them shapeshift
I'm just getting in my feels, I'm on my Drake shit
Now watch me hype myself up, it's how I escape shit

Yeah, now this fantasy's looking frightening
And thank you to the one who has actually stood beside me
I said I'm on my Drake shit, well goddamn
Only Drake thing around here's that my
Manager's looking like him, I swear
And I just think I had an idea
How 'bout you stop sending me all your shitty raps like I care
How 'bout instead of asking me how you can get to my level
You sit and study rap and write all fucking day for 5 years
Like I did, yeah
Cause it was either that or suicide
I'm just spitting random thoughts, whatever gets me through the night
Look at how I hurt my girl just cause I cannot say goodbye
Everything I did was wrong, now everything I do is write
But I'm making all my buddies so proud when I spit a whole round
We global man, forget a hometown
They get to know now
But am I just pretending? No doubt
It always means you're hiding something when you tend to show out
So I wonder

Am I serious though?
When the fake mania disappears I don't know where to go
Hard to find your purpose when you've never been spiritual
These days staying alive feels like a miracle
Yeah, and all I did was take shit
Now they tell me "you're a beast boy", I watch them shapeshift
I'm just getting in my feels, I'm on my Drake shit
But when the hype dies down I just can't escape it

I look around like did we make it?
I DM'd a girl and now my girl is feeling anxious
Might need some ecstacy to enjoy all the celebrations
I need my ex to see that I've exceeded expectations
But did I?
And I still wonder "is my ex proud?"
But why even wonder man she probably wants me dead now
And that's wild
I say it shouldn't even matter
But I get sadder and sadder 'till my brain just fucking splatters
Goddamn it