i rip out my heart only for myself fuck the last man standing i'm the last one out the door stands solid barracaded and locked i've been a problem to myself a problem any longer i'm not happy with myself surprise another day another wasted it all goes by and bystanding did you see him there doubt it you pretend to care
my life is too easy I've been in the wrong hood am I'm no good not sure not pure not happy no place to leave me drop me on the corner give me a quarter hustle movin' wish I was movin' not provin' myself not goin' anywhere I swear the end is near