Clouded

That shit definitely broke Gotta get it how you live, you know? Everybody talkin' 'bout R&B shit I'm just talkin' me shit You know what I mean? Let me hear that I gave it all for a fantasy Is anybody gon' remember me? If I go tonight, I doubt the world'll change I just pray they don't forget my name These are game rules, I can't lose When it's all said and done, will I still be cool? Spent like (how much?) Ten thousand (ten thousand) Twenty thousand (twenty thousand) Thirty thousand (thirty thousand) Forty thousand How much I'ma spend profilin'? She come in and compliment my closet Fuck her on the floor like I don't give a fuck 'bout her Your judgement get clouded when you clouted My opposition wish I'd stop smilin' My family wish I'd stop wildin' I'm still on the east side smokin' with my OG's 'Cause they the only ones that really know me I was fuckin' superstars when I was nineteen The shit we did, you won't believe me Now I'm at the turn up, lookin' lonely Then they wonder why I'm quiet at them house parties 'Cause everybody see me Roll some blunts and hit her once and now she need me Her nigga wanna be me (yeah) But they don't know I'm fightin' demons I feel like dyin' every season I've been swimmin' in the deep end All my bitches know I'm leavin' at some point (I'm out) Whether there's a reason or not Don't try givin' me reasons to stop --- Clouded - Brent Faiyaz