Текст песни Weary Wednesday - Unown

Talking to
Myself, we
Seem to
Conversate a lot

Just another
Fucking letter
Just another
Fucking thought

Who am I chasing?
Where am I
Reaching? do I
Even have a goal?

I keep writing
Singing softly
Hoping I don't
Lose my soul

To the chains
The whips, the
Ice, the clothes

The fame, the
Lights, the
Cash, the hoes

I said the chains
The whips, the
Ice, the clothes

The fame, the
Lights, the
Cash, the hoes

Flossing like
I'm big boss
You can catch
Me taking off

First class plane
Above the clouds
I see the cabin
Start to scoff

You can see me
Smoking pounds
A day, but never
On the gram

Only know if you
Are with me, yea
You know just
How I am

Back to being
Lonely, stop
That, go and
Take your future

I'm the hottest
Gossip, newest
Topic, can't be
Proven rumor

Tracks unlisted
Album hidden
Drop date never
Been discussed

If you're reading
Then you know
That this here
Rapping is a must

I ain't coming
For the crown
And I don't want
No fucking streams

Just need day ones
All to follow me
And help me
Choose my teams

Independent
Solo artist, if I
Could, I'd
Drop a classic

Looks like everybody's
Gone away, the
Path is so
Damn tragic

I'd done switched
Up maybe once
Or twice, but now
My visions centered

Trapped inside this
UNOWN chamber
So I'm sorry if
You've entered

Yea you better
Buckle up, because
There is no
Quick escape

They be looking
For a hero, but
I'm not the
One for capes

Yea telepathy
Be crippling me
My mind be
Placing traps

Texting off and
On, you posting
Shit, and checking
On my snaps

Working constantly
My mind should
Get paid
Compensated time

I keep trying
To stay away
But that life's so
Hard to decline

I said the chains
The whips, the
Ice, the clothes

The fame, the
Lights, the
Cash, the hoes

I said the chains
The whips, the
Ice, the clothes

The fame, the
Lights, the
Cash, the hoes

I said the chains
The whips, the
Ice, the clothes

The fame, the
Lights, the
Cash, the hoes

I said the chains
The whips, the
Ice, the clothes

The fame, the
Lights, the
Cash, the hoes

Backed up to
The corner, so
You know I'm
Getting hostile

If you want to
I can end your
Life, and turn
You to a fossil

Have no loyalty
I'm on my own
My weapons
Just this pencil

Yea my life ain't
All that awful
But I always have
To vent still

Yea I never
Stay defeated
Never ever
Taking losses

But I'm losing
All I care about
So tell what
The cost is

Best foot forward
But I'm halted
Tell me have I
Stopped progressing

No I stopped to
Take some time
For me, relieve all
Of this stressing