You’re Letting Everybody Down

[Produced by Tyree]
[Instrumentation by Isaac Dobson]

[Intro]
Ayy, yo
Everyone wonder when I’m comin’ back
Like, “Where is the rap?
Where is the music?
Where is the album?
You ain’t drop shit
My nigga, how come?
It’s been a year
What is the deal?
You in your feels?
Get out them shits
Boy get a grip
You losin’ fans
Give us the jams
Give us the jams
Give us the jams”

[Verse 1]
I ain’t even livin’ life, how I’m supposed to write?
It’s too much pressure on my mind, I lose it every night
Like who gon’ get my family out this plight?
My dad gettin’ sued
My mama heard the news, grabbed a glass of wine
Said that she gon’ cry herself to sleep tonight
That shit made me wanna take my life
My pockets start to grumble
My wallet filled with crumpled bills that I’ve been savin’ for a rainy day
But funny, every day the thunder seems to rumble
My auntie dyin’ I wanna be Dikembe Mutombo
I’m finger-waggin’ to the devil and tellin’ him “nuh-no”
But every time I see her she just be even more crumbled
Satan got me cryin’ uncle
Damn…
On sleepless nights I realize I’m ‘bout to be an uncle
Don’t even know how to be me just yet
The demons gettin’ to my fam and they ain’t plannin’ to leave just yet
And now my nephew ‘bout to be susceptible to all the same shit, nigga

[Hook]
Everybody’s lookin’ at you, nigga
Whatchu gon’ do, nigga?
You better not let us down
I mean is it really all that hard?
You gonna be a star, we all know it
You better not blow it
‘Cause shit is fucked if you don’t blow up
You better grow up now

[Verse 2]
I just wanna be happy
But my mama always ask me
“What happened to the stuff you used to say to me and your daddy?
When you was younger
About your insatiable hunger
I’d look into your eyes and see miles of dream and wonder”
But Mama, under the circumstances
Don’t you think questions like that might have some different answers?
I’m dancin’ dances with Satan and I don’t feel like I’m ever leadin’
It’s like I’m forever bleedin’ but the wound is in my fucking head
Like why this shit keep on happenin’ to me?
Like I hate to say “woe is me,” but it feel like it’s only me
All my family been cryin’ since twenty-fucking-sixteen
And we must’ve done something wrong ‘cause God hasn’t been on our team
Feel a little abandoned
Could be overreactin’
But I’m just not understandin’ what the fuck’s goin’ on with my life
I’m dyin’ inside
But my mama stay wonderin’ why I ain’t goin’ to Harvard and coppin’ mansions
Damn…

[Hook]
Everybody’s lookin’ at you, nigga
Whatchu gon’ do, nigga?
You better not let us down
I mean is it really all that hard?
You gonna be a star, we all know it
You better not blow it
‘Cause shit is fucked if you don’t blow up
You better grow up now
Everybody’s lookin’ at you
Whatchu gon’ do?
You better not let us down
(At you)
(At you)
(At you)

[Outro]
Everybody’s lookin’ at you
Whatchu gon’ do?
You better not let us down