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letra de psycho - kiid classick

[intro]
fake friends
problems i can’t take them
fake women, real lows
lower than a bas-m-nt
i’m a patient of the game tryna find some patience
how come looking for god only finds you satan

[verse]
living life as i lived it
d-mn that lifes gone
it has past and diminished
and people think that its wrong
for me to wish something different
when you don’t have nothing
you’ll trade it all in an instant
a house with a bigger distance
a car that fits in the kitchen
i spent my life wanting to do this for a living
hoping i was ready
sleeping on vacation
i was napping in that chevy
thought it was a dream til i realized i was freddy
time p-sses and now that i’m on these sky scr-ppers
no drugs but i’m feeling like this highs wasted
cause once you get your dreams, you asking why chase it
in a world where everyone else is high maintenance
strippers and models are starting to look like clowns
all the children are looking, starting to frown
the auditorium is waiting on there hero
i was sure it was me, what an ego

[hook]
half the people just waiting here for a hook
like everything that it took
to make this magic just happens to be irrelevant
it got me shook
you stole the life out of my music what a crook
midnight pyscho, i’m up all night tryna be the next elvis, tryna live like michael
tryna beat my favorite rapper, tryna live like my idol
k!ll myself on my song, thats the new suicidal

[verse]
i noticed certain people have been quitting on me
best friends dipping on me, girlfriend slipping on me
and they say what doesn’t k!ll you makes you stronger
well this strength training couldn’t be any longer
feels like i’m working out, nothing is working now
that’s why i’m in booth spazzing like a circus clown
too many hours and days i’ve spent feeling worthless
so i made a promise, never to stay wordless
only spitting the realest sh-t that i ever wrote
or ever quote, only what’s acceptable
never what’s pretendable the rules are always bendable
me and my bad -ss crew, the new expendables
my father died … and my aunts
not jesus i’m the one the devils tryna taunt
i got money on my mind, not suicide
a lot of bad has me wishing i detoxified

[hook]

[verse]
i wanna reach from jay z to linkin park from nas to clinton sparks, this music’s a work of art
if you wanna attain it, then just keep working hard
if not you’ll probably get f-cked, no need for jerking off
you see celebrities, growing up, watch em blowing up
and sure enough, there on drugs like they ain’t blow enough
and yet these are the people, that we all idolize
look in the mirror and tell me what do you see inside
are you happy with yourself, comprising your pride
am i talking to myself, like im hiding inside
raised in gotham, born to be the hero
but sometimes, it really feels like im robbin inside
taking away all the morals that i gave myself
trying to be something that i’m not, like that’ll help
i always said after success, everything will connect
but then i dreamed fame and money would make it mess

[hook]

- kiid classick

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