Im trying do better than good enough




The other day, my friend told that she missed the old me.
Wich made me question when i went missing?
And when I start treating my friends different.
Maybe it was the fast paced switch up,or the two knifes in my back during the stick up.
Maybe cause the girl iI thought I trusted was who set the hole shit up.
Or the fact I havent seen em since they locked Big rich up, I know.
At the same time I'm quick to forget.
I'm about to roll me up a blunt with my list of regrets.
Burn it all, burn it all.. I'm starting it fresh. cause half the time I got it right I probably guessed.
Did i just trade free time for camera time?
Will I blow all of this money baby, hammer time?
I just need some closure, aint no turning back for me..
I'm in it untill it's over.



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