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letra de troubled - neo207

[verse 1]
i been feelin troubled ever since the day came out the womb
i remember bong bubbles from my mama’s room
never did i think i’d ever make it creating tunes
i guess my lane has changed or rearranged it must be coming soon i
dont wanna see my kin suffer no more swear to god that i am dying
trying to resist this sh-t, i’m off the brink im diving in and out
at an in and out thinkin in and out
need a different route right now
traveled all around i’m bout to buy a pound
then flip this sh-t within town
cause, without it my life is just drowning
in thousands of bottles of crown
i’m not clowning i’m frowning
from all of the sh-t, its astounding
i’m losing my ground, i can’t stand it
i planted my sounds
and i’m back on the map with a path to attack
all these f-ggots who putting my -ss on blast
i’m k!lling you last, no filling your past with a big fat -ss wack label to p-ss up

[hook]
i’m troubled (troubled)
i used to love this life but now i hate it
troubled (troubled)
i need to take a break cause i think i’m fading
i’m troubled (troubled)
i took them pills then just to ease the pain
but now i’m puffin mary jane
so smoked out can’t see my lane im
i’m troubled (troubled)
i used to love this life but now i hate it
troubled (troubled)
i need to take a break cause i think i’m fading
i’m troubled (troubled)
i took them pills then just to ease the pain
but now i’m puffin mary jane
so smoked out can’t see my lane im

[verse 2]
seems like people i once knew faded
twenty-one chapters of blood who’s related
anyone want this blunt come and take it
but if you want cigs to bum, done, i’m vacant
i’m done with that sh-t
i’m runnin backwards
imma be sittin at a table rolling backwoods
sending out salutes to all the dudes
who listen to, the real rappers not the trappers
mac miller man, i’m so sad to say
that you had to p-ss, that last lonely day
but if it masks the shade, i still feel the pain
you laid to rest and that’s insane
if i write your name on that blue line
when it’s due time with my noose tied
will you cry, “my dude i can’t
f-ckin believe that you died” ah!
there i go again, just rambling
about petty little sh-t i can’t change within
this life i live, never knew it could become so god d-mned troublesome
but if i take my life for some stupid sh-t
then how will i know what wealthy feels like
give me just a second to send out a little message
leave it up to me the northeast kid to k!ll mics

- neo207

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