Grammy
Memoria XI
Yeah, oh, I feel so fucked up but I'm fine
Counting my paper feeling signed, looking around me I'm flying by
Feels like everybody must know, feels like everybody must know
Something about to happen and go, something about to happen and blow, yeah
I'm on the road, oh-oh-oh, I'm in my zone, oh-oh-oh
Want me to show, oh-oh-oh, what I'm about but I can not afford that
Da-da-da-da, aye, got your bitch all by my side, aye
Please get the fuck out my sight, woah, you wishing that I would die, aye, yeah yeah
I gotta live it up give a fuck, if you like me or not can you stay quiet?
Zip it up tone it down, don't understand why so many people are so biased
I look around me, yuh, motherfuckers wanna use me, yuh
Motherfuckers are assuming I owe them something
Nah, ha Woah, woah-oh
I feel the smoke, going through my lungs
Yeah, oh oh oh, I feel the snow
Touching my nose, losing control
I got nobody, I got nobody by my side
I got this guilty conscious in my mind
Woah, all of the fucked up shit I did
I wish I could just forget it, it's all just stuck in my head
Yeah, oh I've been tryna find my purpose, oh
I've been tryna find my Self, oh
I've been tryna find my purpose
Purpose, oh
I'm on the road, oh-oh-oh, I'm in my zone, oh-oh-oh
Want me to show, oh-oh-oh, what I'm about but I can not afford that
Da-da-da-da, aye, got your bitch all by my side, aye
Please get the fuck out my sight, woah, you wishing that I would die, aye, yeah yeah
I'm tired, of all of this shit
The same fucking bitch, is making me trip, aye
Aye aye, I just be doing this shit now
Everybody wanna count down, all of my days I fall down
Feel like I already got a Grammy now, number one nominated with my sound
I got the key to this life in my hand, so many people try to kill my plans
And no one understands that way that I am, all my perspectives has changed and expand
Everything I ever did was so sad, and baby you just keep on driving me mad
I'm on the road, oh-oh-oh, I'm in my zone, oh-oh-oh
Want me to show, oh-oh-oh, what I'm about but I can not afford that
Da-da-da-da, aye, got your bitch all by my side, aye
Please get the fuck out my sight, woah, you wishing that I would die, aye, yeah yeah