Текст песни Marks - Drew Famous

Don't point a finger in my direction
Watch what you say, don't let a puddle you step in
Ever slip your step up, keep a leg up on whoever tryna trip
I don't keep a list but if I did, wait
I can't see the end, I can't find a reason to pretend
I might hold my breath but when I speak that shit gone stick
I speak my truth, no fibs, got no reason to be slick
I'm spread too thin, what I got left to give
I left what kept me going to be selfish, cruise control
My self respect been through the roof
I been acting stupid, downright foolish, I'm just tryna live through it
I'm just tryna wake up another day & get to it
Whatever I make of the time the sun's up
After that, it's back to racks, I'm gone stack the funds up
I don't think I'll live past when the fun's up
I don't ever get up when the sun does
Hell not gone treat me worse than a sauna
Be patient your honor, I gotta lot of shit ahead of me to conquer
Just know I been fucked up with my partner
Maybe I don't even need to bother, but
Maybe I'm a monster, maybe I'm too focused on my problems
To ever be worth a shot I'm on my marksman
& I'm just being honest
& Maybe at the end of it all that's been my problem