Hunter Dane - September 28th. Lyrics

September 28th the biggest day of my life
2018 revealed so much to my eyes
Found love but it wasted all of my time
‘Cause it wasn't really love, just something to write some lines about
And now my homies snorting lines
I’m tryna get em off that shit, Lord knows that they could die
I ain't even ghetto but I seen some gangstas cry
‘Cause lately everybody been left with their blood to dry on the pavement
That we was always walking every night
415 to 650 I'm tryna make y'all shine
I'll put us on the map and make sure every single dime was worth it
‘Cause half the time I feel so worthless
When I can't even live up to what I call picture perfect
They told me to paint an image but this frame is crooked
Look at this hopeless romantic tryna care when he so heartless, the dearly departed
My mother gave birth she probably wish she had aborted it
But it's too late, April 5th and a month after, she got deported
And now I'm on my way to become the fucking greatest
Defining what it really means to be young and reckless
I gave y'all gone mad when y'all really needed it
And ever since I did I been asked so many questions
Asking if I'm ok with all the shit that I've explained
And no I'm not but I'm pulling together with what I've made
I'm tryna prove something but I don't know what it is
Could it be the fact that I might just be the realest?
Or could it be that my intuitions cannot accept
That my foundation for support been broken since we met?
‘Cause I hate to say it but I'm unstable as all hell
Young successful man with the fear that I'ma fail
Anxiety attacks always follow me through the trail
Got me looking like a mannequin, when I feel, I’m pale
So why am I so cold? homie here's what you should know
I ain't asking for approval when you got none to show
I'm done tripping over moments that are excess and pitiful
Because I'm so fucking tired of being alone
This for hip hop, this for culture, this for everything I stand for
This for all the homies that supported even when I fell short
These the bloody notes I wrote for y'all when I lost hope
Signed by Hunter Dane, recorded by his fucking ghost
Damn...

September 28th the biggest day of my life
2018 revealed so much to my eyes
Found love but it wasted all of my time
‘Cause it wasn't really love, just something to write some lines about
And now my homies snorting lines
I’m tryna get em off that shit, Lord knows that they could die
I ain't even ghetto but I seen some gangstas cry
‘Cause lately everybody been left with their blood to dry on the pavement
That we was always walking every night
415 to 650 I'm tryna make y'all shine
I'll put us on the map and make sure every single dime was worth it
‘Cause half the time I feel so worthless
When I can't even live up to what I call picture perfect
They told me to paint an image but this frame is crooked
Look at this hopeless romantic tryna care when he so heartless, the dearly departed
My mother gave birth she probably wish she had aborted it
But it's too late, April 5th and a month after, she got deported
And now I'm on my way to become the fucking greatest
Defining what it really means to be young and reckless
I gave y'all gone mad when y'all really needed it
And ever since I did I been asked so many questions
Asking if I'm ok with all the shit that I've explained
And no I'm not but I'm pulling together with what I've made
I'm tryna prove something but I don't know what it is
Could it be the fact that I might just be the realest?
Or could it be that my intuitions cannot accept
That my foundation for support been broken since we met?
‘Cause I hate to say it but I'm unstable as all hell
Young successful man with the fear that I'ma fail
Anxiety attacks always follow me through the trail
Got me looking like a mannequin, when I feel, I’m pale
So why am I so cold? homie here's what you should know
I ain't asking for approval when you got none to show
I'm done tripping over moments that are excess and pitiful
Because I'm so fucking tired of being alone
This for hip hop, this for culture, this for everything I stand for
This for all the homies that supported even when I fell short
These the bloody notes I wrote for y'all when I lost hope
Signed by Hunter Dane, recorded by his fucking ghost
Damn...