DRMLND - Enlightenment (Prod. by DRMLND) lyrics

[Verse 1: BTK] Everyday I wake up, same situation Still livin' with my people I swear I need a vacation Sometimes I love sleep more than Being awake and facin' The thoughts that I'm just wasting my time And I'll never make it, put this bottle down Relax, just pace myself If I don't ever become a legend, then I'll waste myself Put so much time into makin' music, producing And tryna blow up, I should get a break From all this pain I've felt My father don't even know I make music It's crazy, he missed so many years From back when I was a baby And now I'm almost 20 Just tryna get a twenty So I can buy a case and drink Till I find out what's made me So close but so far, with makin' it happen I should quit, go get a job And stop with this rappin' Don't mean to hurt anybody But f** you all who ain't help me out With tryna sell a copy, now this label with doubt I'm not used to the city lights So goin' to Daytona is f**in' hype I've hated my f**in' life With how I never really got to go out But man I swear, if I'ma sign a deal I'll glow up and show out, just know now Man I'm on the edge of this I've sacrificed everything but my soul So tell me what else is left with this I'm ready to go, just leave, trust me Man this place is not for an artist From the day I started this music I knew I was a target Barely go to any parties Man I hate this place I'd rather hibernate and write Before I show my face This is ridiculous, pickin' through these sentences Just to flip the sh**, all these rappers local Boy that ain't my taste I wonder how people would feel if they knew I wouldn't make it, would they show sympathy? f** that, just laugh in my face I know they want to anyways They want me to stop, but nah I won't f**in' stop until I cut through this top This sh** is crazy my location is just not for creating A musician, I'm sick of this sh** I just feel like I'm slippin' Don't wanna get caught up with the negative Wish I would've never said the sh** That I got me a distribution deal I just feel like I'm just wastin' your time As well as makin' it mine I'm sick of bein' kind to people Who won't show em what's mine They say they love what I'm doin' They say that I've been improvin' Where are you when I need help With promotin' this music This sh** is stupid, I climb all the way up Just for a peak, which causes me to fall back Into panics and cold feet God dammit, these old beats, just can't Get sold cheap, this fan just told me "Man f** em, just throw heat" I'm stuck, my soul bleeds I'm f**ed, with no cheese It must be bad luck Cause f**, I can't sleep, oh well Let's load up beats And continue to dream At least when I'm asleep, I never have to worry and think Yeah