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letra de date with doubt - ryshon jones

it’s a tough process trynna make progress
sleeping with a broken heart, naw i get no rest
demons on my right, angels on my left
feel like i got no life, d-mn and i’m loveless
high of the happiness, i was far from the ground
then i fell in a pool of misery, i f-ckin’ drown
yeah i died and came back, none of it was refresh
and the thought just k!ll me more so i hate to reflect
but i can’t help it, this the only thing on my mind
and its hard to cope when the cause is just undefined
and this is how i feel when the one i feel that’s meant for me
tap me in my heart and whispered to me, we ain’t meant to be
that sh-t’ll f-ck you up mentally
i told her i was on my way, she say she can’t wait for me
you all better pray for me cuz if she don’t stay for me
i’ll call up suicide and tell ’em reschedule their date with me
(ryshon talking)
sh-t, how am i supposed to feel?
i don know how to feel
how am i supposed to feel?
but i dont know…?

lykke li
and i get weak, i get weary
i miss sleep, i get moody
i’m in thoughts, (ryshon: yeah, yeah, yeah) i write songs
i’m in love, (yeah) i walk on (yeah,yeah)

mental nine, shootin’ down the clock you see i’m k!llin’ time
out of time see reality and i pretend i’m blind
overdose on memories, ’til my sh-t is flatlined
but how can i begin when in reality you wasn’t mine
yeah i never had you, but i swear i was gettin’ close
yeah i’ll let you gas me up and that just give me motivation
to keep chasin’ you like my life depended on it
it feel good to crush a n-gga soul, b-tch don’t it?
and this might be feelings that i’m feelin’ for the moment
but what’s a moment when you feelin’ this sh-t every morning?
i close my eyes and see visions in my head
visions of me not living or me living with the dead
i just lay here with underachieved goals in my bed
and the grammy speech that i will never read
thinkin’ bout that greatness that i will never see
you took me from the reality of how much i hate being me

lykke li
time will fly, upon my baby’s back
time will fly, upon my baby’s back
tide will dry, upon my baby’s back
tide will dry, upon my baby’s back
and i get weak….

will smith (talking)
greatness is not this uhhm, wonderful, esoteric, elusive
uhh, godlike feature that only the special are
will ever taste, you know?
it’s something that truly exists in all of us

- ryshon jones

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