Social Suicide

I got a feelin' and I got the vision
And I like my lane but I've always been switching
And I like the pain when I'm smokin' a swisher
A calling for fame I guess you get the picture
I did it alone
I don't need any hoe
I don't need any dro
Yeah scratch that I need more
My time has no timer and she a smooth rider
She got a sweet tooth and yeah she like designer
I'm up in the booth and never the recliner
She come to my room and she look like a spider
I'm caught in her web feel like I'm dead
Just like I said I'm so different from them and I mean other men
If you try and don't reach me
Don't call me again and again and again on God

I've been on my own for forty days and nights
No longer check my phone I let my burner die
Ingrained in my soul my will to survive
No longer check my phone a social suicide

Think I'm both to drown a fifth
Probably shoulda poured a double cup
I'm pushing hundred fifty on the dash
But federal is gonna run it up
And all these dollars only making cents
But you know I don't really give a fuck
I just be making music with my friends
Not my fault if you start to vibe to something on God
We do it rightly we grind on the daily and we workin' nightly
Ain't nobody like me my ex wanna fight me
Said I don't deserve all the people who hype me
I did it alone and I can't stand your tone
So that's why I'll been gone

I've been on my own for forty days and nights
No longer check my phone I let my burner die
Ingrained in my soul my will to survive
No longer check my phone a social suicide

A social suicide
A social suicide
A social suicide
A social suicide