| What the fuck am I gon' do now
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| I shoulda got my college degree
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| It seem like everybody moving on
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| But nobody saved the seat for me
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| I’m scrolling through my phone
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| Texting bitches that I know
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| But I just can’t seem to get a reply
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| I’m staring in the mirror
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| I see the fear of failure in my eyes
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| I don’t know what else I can try
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| I’m drowning in a sea, my emotions
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| Destiny ain’t in your hands
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| I did the most, but can’t control it
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| Soul is broken, feeling hopeless
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| But no moping, still been going
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| Don’t smoke, but lately I’m smoking
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| Fourth quarter, feel like I’m choking
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| I spit my dough, I’m the brokest
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| Still feel my flow, it’s the coldest
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| My story, I just retold it
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| Over and over and over
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| But I’m so close and I’m so far
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| And I’m so dope, that’s what I thought
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| I’m working hard, I’m working smart
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| But I’m still stuck in the same spot
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| Somebody help me, somebody help me, somebody help me
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| I try to get wealthy, just wanna pay my bills
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| Uh, somebody help me, somebody help me, somebody help me
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| Or I’m 'bout to end this shit for real, so
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| What the fuck am I gon' do now
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| I shoulda got my college degree
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| It seem like everybody moving on
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| But nobody saved the seat for me
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| I’m scrolling through my phone
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| Texting bitches that I know
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| But I just can’t seem to get a reply
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| I’m staring in the mirror
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| I see the fear of failure in my eyes
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| I don’t know what else I can try
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| Looking at pictures from all my friends graduations
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| Smiles on their families faces, nothing but happy occasions
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| Marriages, having babies, I ain’t close to that at all
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| My relationship with this music, made my others fall apart
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| And I can’t talk about this shit for nothing
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| Nobody comprehends it, they see the ending
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| But don’t get I had to start to finish
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| You wanna do it, too? |
| The truth is, I don’t recommend it
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| Politics and money’s what matters, fuck if you extra gifted
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| Best of wishes to the women that I’ve loved and lost
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| Drifting through these conversations
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| Sifting through my other thoughts
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| Awkward tension, 'cause we both know that it’s over
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| Emotional Rollercoaster, starting to become my favorite song, so
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| What the fuck am I gon' do now
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| I shoulda got my college degree
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| It seem like everybody moving on
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| But nobody saved the seat for me
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| I’m scrolling through my phone
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| Texting bitches that I know
|
| But I just can’t seem to get a reply
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| I’m staring in the mirror
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| I see the fear of failure in my eyes
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| I don’t know what else I can try
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| What the fuck am I gon' do now
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| I shoulda got my college degree
|
| It seem like everybody moving on
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| But nobody saved the seat for me
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| I’m scrolling through my phone
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| Texting bitches that I know
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| But I just can’t seem to get a reply |