Текст песни War With Yourself - ben thom

Beating round the bush until it's loose leaf
Mama pushing her weight
Tryna' make all of the ends meet
Back when I was young I was naive
Grown up and I finally see the effort that she gave for me
I'm at war with myself
Internally bleed
I been gang so fuckin' long
They not friends now they family (gang, gang)

Shaggy on my mind (shag)
Getting too attached (attached)
On some bitch he just met she dancing in the back (alright, dance)
Dropped it and she left (she left)
.50 on my back (my back)
Stacking over his ways money in the bank (money, money)
And counting got me stressed got me worry bout arrest (yeah, yeah)
Good kid mad world now there's nothing left
Snapping all the time and they never forget (yeah)
I won't back down til' we lay em' down to rest

I been locking off since test
All my bitches say I'm best
This shit takes time so it's still pretty fresh
My mind becomes a mess
When I never make excess
At least you know I'm never settling for less

This the fucking season
So you better start believing
We never backing down
To the sky we keep exceeding

I'm built for this I know
Feeling special checking home
All my brothers with me go
Said it then and said it grown