It's a tough process trynna make progress Sleeping with a broken heart, naw I get no rest Demons on my right, angels on my left Feel like I got no life, damn and I'm loveless High of the happiness, I was far from the ground Then I fell in a pool of misery, I f**in' drown Yeah I died and came back, none of it was refresh And the thought just k** me more so I hate to reflect But I can't help it, this the only thing on my mind And its hard to cope when the cause is just undefined And this is how I feel when the one I feel that's meant for me Tap me in my heart and whispered to me, we ain't meant to be That sh**'ll f** you up mentally I told her I was on my way, she say she can't wait for me You all better pray for me cuz if she don't stay for me I'll call up suicide and tell 'em reschedule their date with me (Ryshon Talking) sh**, how am I supposed to feel? I don know how to feel How am I supposed to feel? But I dont know...? Lykke Li And I get weak, I get weary I miss sleep, I get moody I'm in thoughts, (Ryshon: yeah, yeah, yeah) I write songs I'm in love, (yeah) I walk on (yeah,yeah) Mental nine, shootin' down the clock you see I'm k**in' time
Out of time see reality and I pretend I'm blind Overdose on memories, 'til my sh** is flatlined But how can I begin when in reality you wasn't mine Yeah I never had you, but I swear I was gettin' close Yeah I'll let you gas me up and that just give me motivation To keep chasin' you like my life depended on it It feel good to crush a n***a soul, b**h don't it? And this might be feelings that I'm feelin' for the moment But what's a moment when you feelin' this sh** every morning? I close my eyes and see visions in my head Visions of me not living or me living with the dead I just lay here with underachieved goals in my bed And the grammy speech that I will never read Thinkin' bout that greatness that I will never see You took me from the reality of how much I hate being me Lykke Li Time will fly, upon my baby's back Time will fly, upon my baby's back Tide will dry, upon my baby's back Tide will dry, upon my baby's back And I get weak.... Will Smith (Talking) Greatness is not this uhhm, wonderful, esoteric, elusive Uhh, godlike feature that only the special are Will ever taste, you know? It's something that truly exists in all of us