Lyrics: James Hooper
Music: James Hooper
I love being alone
Full wine glass, half a crescent on my phone
Thinking bout the nights where I shoulda stayed home
But instead I stayed out tryna prove that I was grown
Vocals in the gym, I been workin on my tone
Cause my fam won't leave me lone
And I ain't got no patience when I'm working on these songs
'Specially when they bother me with things I don't condone
But who I am to judge, when they put meat on my bones
Yea I got degrees but that don't really put you on
All that means is that I got a couple thou in loans
My brother in the hood, I left my homie back at home
Praying he do better
Do not run ya mouth, you won't catch me
One day it works out, but don't stretch me
If they wanna fight, I won't fight it
Pull up to the scene and start a riot
Wait is they still sleep, let's keep it quiet
Unapologetic
My heart wasn't beatin' for a while, need a medic
Then life got really really good, copacetic
Then life got really really bad, I regretted
Even thought about , yea I said it
The God fearing rapper
Saw a lot of evil, I living life backwards
Knew a lot of demons, I was best friends with Casper
I shoulda won a Oscar, I'm actor
Had a cowgirl in my field, I a tractor
Then I'd write a song bout my needs, it's a slapper
Do not run ya mouth, you won't catch me
One day it works out, but don't stretch me
If they wanna fight, I won't fight it
Pull up to the scene and start a riot
Wait is they still sleep, let's keep it quiet
Me and old friends don't speak like we used to
I know this kinda random but it's really on my heart
The more I grow and accomplish the goals I set
The less they hit my phone, the more that we fall apart
I drink less liquor than I used to
I know that it's good, but honestly it's a challengeΒ
Cause sometimes I miss all the things that I was used to
But I do not miss the things that I would go thru
Thinking to 2015, thinking back like it's old school
Talkin' about the old you, never about the new you
Never bout where you're going, only bout what you been thru
Never what you amount to, only what you attend to
Crazy our enemy used to be the one you'd vent to
Do not run ya mouth, you won't catch me
One day it works out, but don't stretch me
If they wanna fight, I won't fight it
Pull up to the scene and start a riot
Wait is they still sleep, let's keep it quiet (shhh)