Cry Tomorrow
Now I got too much stress on my mind
I got too much shit to do
Maybe I could just cry tomorrow
I stay ducking the hands that feed me
Mostly because I owe them money
I gotta keep the little bread I hide away for the days that aren't sunny
But a rainy day is every day
So I collect water in buckets
My debt overflowing it's fun then I'm going
I gotta stop saying fuck it
I also gotta stop smoking
But that shit keeps me grounded
Tell myself to face my problems but I know no other ways around it
So I'm facing this blunt
Till the demons fade away
But my demons ain't demons my demons my conscious my conscious tryna get me straight
You got bills due nigga
Debts owed still true nigga
Nigga don't lie down
Racist cops lurking and they wanna kill you nigga
Made your girl cry now
Man don't forget
She just wanna feel you nigga
Missing all mama calls
You don't pick up
Scared she knows the real you nigga
You gotta soul and you gotta body you gotta make sure that you maintain it
And you got goals and you got dreams no you can't let nobody break it
I gotta plan you don't understand
The life that you want not the one that you living
The reason that no opportunities knocking is cause of the first line at the beginning
You stuck in a system
Now I got too much stress on my mind
I got too much shit to do
Maybe I should just cry tomorrow
Now I got too much stress on my mind
I got too much shit to do
Maybe I could just cry tomorrow
Yeah Yeah
I said
I sat still in the darkness and time walked past me
I yelled out aye nigga wait up
He said no not happening
I got lives to move forward can't stop cause you stagnant
I said hand me a chance
And he said no go grab it
I got first world problems but in my world they come first
Got no emotion cause the pain I tell you is well-rehearsed
I got sympathy, empathy but energy I'm lacking
Have a heart of pure diamond but lately it started cracking
Fuck it
My passion my passion I'm crashing I need you to save me
I'm shifting in life my thoughts have been driving me crazy
Distracted by love I'm constantly calling my baby
Ph.D. in procrastination I'm lazy I'm either rapping or writing
No fighting I'm a titan but I'm sinking like the titanic
No icing I hear the siren I'm over there
Unprepared but jumping into waters that I never swam
Close my eyes daily hope that I wake up in Neverland
Niggas been blowing me I have better fans
Every day I gamble with my life but I'm a better man
One day I'll be doing things that they said that I never can
But before I jump the gun I need to sit and make a plan
Now I got too much stress on my mind
I got too much shit to do
Maybe I should just cry tomorrow