Whit. - u ever felt Lyrics

One time
Ever felt, lost to yourself
At a loss for the words
When you think how much happiness you been costing yourself
Felt like, offing yourself
After, flossing your wealth
Could be the boss of yourself
Could be the boss of yourself
But

(Awww man)
I think that we all stuck
Like Indianapolis, boy we ain't had no luck
We just follow patterns, like swishers we ain't got no guts
Enough to call these other niggas out on all their bluffs
We really ain't that tough
Expect to get it rough
We taking all this shit cause life's a shorty on a third date
We expecting to get fucked
They wanna trip we up
Steady throwing change in sippy cups
We smile and we gon drink it up
I don't really think I'll ever put my name upon that line
Maybe right now I'm to proud
But I do this for my pride
Not child, but you never what'll happen or I'll find
Fifty percent of my earnings, can't get fifty of my time
Please tell me that you guys
Really ain't been this blind
How you sign your name but you never looked up at the signs
Fuck it call my ass a hater, it gon come in due time
In year you gon think it's carnival the way y'all whine (huh)

Ever felt, lost to yourself
At a loss for the words
When you think how much happiness you been costing yourself
Felt like, offing yourself
After, flossing your wealth
Could be the boss of yourself
Could be the boss of yourself
But, now you taking orders from another man
Maybe that's why your futures darker than my summer tan
Don't you be a stepping stone in another's plans
They gon stress you out til you snap back to nothing like rubber bands

Look, remember back in the day had all them K Swiss
When I got em dirty, know that shit had hurt me
Only thing that had a reason and a rhyme like nursery
Now I got some Yeezys and some TRUs and some Bape tees
Everybody quick to flex nowadays man I hate these
My shit was all negative just like last week
Now I'm surviving off fumes of my last peak
Can't be, look
Thanks to my mama that made me
Televisions that raised me
Love to all the fans and friends that highly rate me
And niggas that wanna hate me
I got a home girl last week that said she'd rape me
Isn't that shit crazy
Clarity, I'll take three
Sometimes I'm feeling waste deep, in drama But my mama said don't be bothered
No matter how deep that they hate seems
They only talk to barely cover up they own damn shit like a pasty (God)

(Lemme hear that)
One time
Ever felt, lost to yourself
At a loss for the words
When you think how much happiness you been costing yourself
Felt like, offing yourself
After, flossing your wealth
Could be the boss of yourself
Could be the boss of yourself
But