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Yuh
Back of the venue, my homies tearin' the stage up
Flippin' through my sketchbook, doodlin' every page up
So many ideas flowin' out of my brain, bruh
I wonder what it's like to have came up
Payin' bills from rap
I wonder how many days until I make a million tracks
I wonder how many verses killed I'm keepin' stored in the back
My thinking cap, am I greedy for being hungry?
I do this for the art, not the money, but they money's nice
I always think "my idols don't do this for the money, right?"
I speak into my microphone so much that it's funny, right?
My homies' thirty, hope I do this shit in my twenties right
I'm fucking' up, I fear I do nothin' right when I'm achin'
Freddy Krueger, Jason and rappin' are both adjacent
'Cause to me, I'm slashin dreams that I'm havin', just to get payment
Dream chasin', gettin' in stickier situations than I would if I was working a nine-to-five with a wage and
I think I'm going crazy, just laying inside my house
If the music doesn't work out, then I'm fucked I can almost taste it
Just keep your head straight, girl, and try to secure these placements
And don't go makin' a move to fuck up the progress you're making
Hol' up
First of December, I barely lived through November
Feel like my brain gettin' tenderized after changing my gender
Newer hormones kickin' in, tryna keep a low temper
How can I render the way that I feel without soundin' stupid?
I know I'm not, but you'd think I was the way that I'm movin'
My homies getting more distant, my family getting more clueless
My days are passing me by as depression getting more rooted
In my life, fuck up my mood, I could cry, whatever I'm doing
Now I'm sensitive, used to have the thickest skin
Worried 'bout my penmanship, newer feelings kickin' in
Wanna hit the pen and shit but I'm too worried I'll get sick
Of chasing after Benjamins, and be okay not hittin' shit, yuh
I'm so afraid I'm gon' lose my drive
Look up in my mirror everyday, askin' "Who am I?"
My granny don't remember me at all, getting dewy-eyed
My momma see I'm tryin' to not go through with suicide
Nobody really know me outside of my computer
My family think I'm going crazy 'cause I stay up from two to five
My life won't get threw aside
I'm getting' my shit together
But hopefully my music, unlike me, wanna live forever, I hope so
Yeah
Yeah, I hope so
Live forever, I hope so
Back of the venue, my homies tearin' the stage up
Flippin' through my sketchbook, doodlin' every page up
So many ideas flowin' out of my brain, bruh
I wonder what it's like to have came up
Payin' bills from rap
I wonder how many days until I make a million tracks
I wonder how many verses killed I'm keepin' stored in the back
My thinking cap, am I greedy for being hungry?
I do this for the art, not the money, but they money's nice
I always think "my idols don't do this for the money, right?"
I speak into my microphone so much that it's funny, right?
My homies' thirty, hope I do this shit in my twenties right
I'm fucking' up, I fear I do nothin' right when I'm achin'
Freddy Krueger, Jason and rappin' are both adjacent
'Cause to me, I'm slashin dreams that I'm havin', just to get payment
Dream chasin', gettin' in stickier situations than I would if I was working a nine-to-five with a wage and
I think I'm going crazy, just laying inside my house
If the music doesn't work out, then I'm fucked I can almost taste it
Just keep your head straight, girl, and try to secure these placements
And don't go makin' a move to fuck up the progress you're making
Hol' up
First of December, I barely lived through November
Feel like my brain gettin' tenderized after changing my gender
Newer hormones kickin' in, tryna keep a low temper
How can I render the way that I feel without soundin' stupid?
I know I'm not, but you'd think I was the way that I'm movin'
My homies getting more distant, my family getting more clueless
My days are passing me by as depression getting more rooted
In my life, fuck up my mood, I could cry, whatever I'm doing
Now I'm sensitive, used to have the thickest skin
Worried 'bout my penmanship, newer feelings kickin' in
Wanna hit the pen and shit but I'm too worried I'll get sick
Of chasing after Benjamins, and be okay not hittin' shit, yuh
I'm so afraid I'm gon' lose my drive
Look up in my mirror everyday, askin' "Who am I?"
My granny don't remember me at all, getting dewy-eyed
My momma see I'm tryin' to not go through with suicide
Nobody really know me outside of my computer
My family think I'm going crazy 'cause I stay up from two to five
My life won't get threw aside
I'm getting' my shit together
But hopefully my music, unlike me, wanna live forever, I hope so
Yeah
Yeah, I hope so
Live forever, I hope so
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:02.29] Yuh
[00:03.50] Back of the venue, my homies tearin' the stage up
[00:05.37] Flippin' through my sketchbook, doodlin' every page up
[00:08.07] So many ideas flowin' out of my brain, bruh
[00:10.29] I wonder what it's like to have came up
[00:12.58] Payin' bills from rap
[00:13.97] I wonder how many days until I make a million tracks
[00:16.33] I wonder how many verses killed I'm keepin' stored in the back
[00:19.01] My thinking cap, am I greedy for being hungry?
[00:21.30] I do this for the art, not the money, but they money's nice
[00:23.93] I always think "my idols don't do this for the money, right?"
[00:26.58] I speak into my microphone so much that it's funny, right?
[00:29.25] My homies' thirty, hope I do this shit in my twenties right
[00:32.01] I'm fucking' up, I fear I do nothin' right when I'm achin'
[00:34.69] Freddy Krueger, Jason and rappin' are both adjacent
[00:37.37] 'Cause to me, I'm slashin dreams that I'm havin', just to get payment
[00:39.93] Dream chasin', gettin' in stickier situations than I would if I was working a nine-to-five with a wage and
[00:45.34] I think I'm going crazy, just laying inside my house
[00:48.30] If the music doesn't work out, then I'm fucked I can almost taste it
[00:50.66] Just keep your head straight, girl, and try to secure these placements
[00:53.22] And don't go makin' a move to fuck up the progress you're making
[00:56.06] Hol' up
[00:56.85] First of December, I barely lived through November
[00:58.42] Feel like my brain gettin' tenderized after changing my gender
[01:01.17] Newer hormones kickin' in, tryna keep a low temper
[01:03.74] How can I render the way that I feel without soundin' stupid?
[01:06.57] I know I'm not, but you'd think I was the way that I'm movin'
[01:09.13] My homies getting more distant, my family getting more clueless
[01:11.66] My days are passing me by as depression getting more rooted
[01:14.34] In my life, fuck up my mood, I could cry, whatever I'm doing
[01:17.45] Now I'm sensitive, used to have the thickest skin
[01:19.41] Worried 'bout my penmanship, newer feelings kickin' in
[01:22.02] Wanna hit the pen and shit but I'm too worried I'll get sick
[01:24.61] Of chasing after Benjamins, and be okay not hittin' shit, yuh
[01:27.41] I'm so afraid I'm gon' lose my drive
[01:30.17] Look up in my mirror everyday, askin' "Who am I?"
[01:32.58] My granny don't remember me at all, getting dewy-eyed
[01:35.21] My momma see I'm tryin' to not go through with suicide
[01:37.89] Nobody really know me outside of my computer
[01:40.38] My family think I'm going crazy 'cause I stay up from two to five
[01:43.18] My life won't get threw aside
[01:44.73] I'm getting' my shit together
[01:46.22] But hopefully my music, unlike me, wanna live forever, I hope so
[01:51.73] Yeah
[01:53.78] Yeah, I hope so
[01:58.94] Live forever, I hope so
[02:01.13]
[00:03.50] Back of the venue, my homies tearin' the stage up
[00:05.37] Flippin' through my sketchbook, doodlin' every page up
[00:08.07] So many ideas flowin' out of my brain, bruh
[00:10.29] I wonder what it's like to have came up
[00:12.58] Payin' bills from rap
[00:13.97] I wonder how many days until I make a million tracks
[00:16.33] I wonder how many verses killed I'm keepin' stored in the back
[00:19.01] My thinking cap, am I greedy for being hungry?
[00:21.30] I do this for the art, not the money, but they money's nice
[00:23.93] I always think "my idols don't do this for the money, right?"
[00:26.58] I speak into my microphone so much that it's funny, right?
[00:29.25] My homies' thirty, hope I do this shit in my twenties right
[00:32.01] I'm fucking' up, I fear I do nothin' right when I'm achin'
[00:34.69] Freddy Krueger, Jason and rappin' are both adjacent
[00:37.37] 'Cause to me, I'm slashin dreams that I'm havin', just to get payment
[00:39.93] Dream chasin', gettin' in stickier situations than I would if I was working a nine-to-five with a wage and
[00:45.34] I think I'm going crazy, just laying inside my house
[00:48.30] If the music doesn't work out, then I'm fucked I can almost taste it
[00:50.66] Just keep your head straight, girl, and try to secure these placements
[00:53.22] And don't go makin' a move to fuck up the progress you're making
[00:56.06] Hol' up
[00:56.85] First of December, I barely lived through November
[00:58.42] Feel like my brain gettin' tenderized after changing my gender
[01:01.17] Newer hormones kickin' in, tryna keep a low temper
[01:03.74] How can I render the way that I feel without soundin' stupid?
[01:06.57] I know I'm not, but you'd think I was the way that I'm movin'
[01:09.13] My homies getting more distant, my family getting more clueless
[01:11.66] My days are passing me by as depression getting more rooted
[01:14.34] In my life, fuck up my mood, I could cry, whatever I'm doing
[01:17.45] Now I'm sensitive, used to have the thickest skin
[01:19.41] Worried 'bout my penmanship, newer feelings kickin' in
[01:22.02] Wanna hit the pen and shit but I'm too worried I'll get sick
[01:24.61] Of chasing after Benjamins, and be okay not hittin' shit, yuh
[01:27.41] I'm so afraid I'm gon' lose my drive
[01:30.17] Look up in my mirror everyday, askin' "Who am I?"
[01:32.58] My granny don't remember me at all, getting dewy-eyed
[01:35.21] My momma see I'm tryin' to not go through with suicide
[01:37.89] Nobody really know me outside of my computer
[01:40.38] My family think I'm going crazy 'cause I stay up from two to five
[01:43.18] My life won't get threw aside
[01:44.73] I'm getting' my shit together
[01:46.22] But hopefully my music, unlike me, wanna live forever, I hope so
[01:51.73] Yeah
[01:53.78] Yeah, I hope so
[01:58.94] Live forever, I hope so
[02:01.13]