End Of The Road
Lyrics
I'm spending my time wisely
They say that time is money and I'm getting too pricey
So stop burning me out I'll melt I'm too icey
I'd ask again but I already asked nicely
I won't even begin to explain again
Cause u won't even listen to the paper pen
Instructions placed in front of you so dearly
It's funny how I gotta get aggressive before they fear me
And respect me, the way that they should naturally
They don't like when I speak to them factually
They never thought I would make it in actuality
It's them who will never achieve their practicalities
You'll never make it, that's what they all say
You have to fake it, act like it's the Broadway
I can taste it, my success I've come a long way
From when I was a dumbass inside the school hallways
Each track I make just becomes the best of it
My brain is going too fast it can never feel desolate
You parasites have caused me to be a pessimist
I'm fighting off my demons someone please call me an exorcist
The things that I have learned along this very long road
That I only need myself and the ones that help me grow
And any of you bitches try to put me on the low
Are simply not welcome in my presence I hope that's something you know
That's too much run it back now
The accolades I'm stacking aren't critical but that's how
Everyone starts and I'm doing that wow
They shit on me but are too scared to themselves
Just afraid of their own medicine afraid to get shot down
I'm spending my time wisely
They say that time is money and I'm getting too pricey
So stop burning me out I'll melt I'm too icey
I'd ask again but I already asked nicely
I won't even begin to explain again
Cause u won't even listen to the paper pen
Instructions placed in front of you so dearly
It's funny how I gotta get aggressive before they fear me
And respect me, the way that they should naturally
They don't like when I speak to them factually
They never thought I would make it in actuality
It's them who will never achieve their practicalities
You'll never make it, that's what they all say
You have to fake it, act like it's the Broadway
I can taste it, my success I've come a long way
From when I was a dumbass inside the school hallways
Each track I make just becomes the best of it
My brain is going too fast it can never feel desolate
You parasites have caused me to be a pessimist
I'm fighting off my demons someone please call me an exorcist
The things that I have learned along this very long road
That I only need myself and the ones that help me grow
And any of you bitches try to put me on the low
Are simply not welcome in my presence I hope that's something you know
That's too much run it back now
The accolades I'm stacking aren't critical but that's how
Everyone starts and I'm doing that wow
They shit on me but are too scared to themselves
Just afraid of their own medicine afraid to get shot down
Writer(s): Braden Walz
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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