| I got issues
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| I gotta get through
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| They’re gonna miss you when you’re gone
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| I need a life line
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| Will I take your breath away
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| Or will I take my last today?
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| I got issues
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| I feel like everything is just falling apart
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| I don’t feel the love so I question my heart
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| They only show you love when you’re blessed in the charts
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| They left me out to drown so I wrestle with sharks
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| I thought some of you niggas was friends
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| When they think your buzz is gone
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| Them niggas dipping to win
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| I got news pussy niggas, Benton in it to win
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| As soon as you bounce back
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| They right back with you again
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| Fuck em'
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| I fucked my marriage up a couple days ago
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| She deserved better I got ways to go
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| And why do I feel so numb the pain should make you grow
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| More antidepressants to down your throat
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| Uh
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| These fucking doctors trippin'
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| They give you cliche advice to offer you prescriptions
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| I try to hide the hurt like they can’t see a fucking difference
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| Avoid all of my friends so they can’t see a nigga slipping, uh
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| Stuck in a bed like fuck life
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| Sleep the day away
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| I don’t wanna get up, right
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| Unattended to my kids
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| No energy to throw the ball like I don’t wanna live
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| God I’m trippin' I see that I’m fucking blessed
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| Anxiety and fear beating my fucking chest
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| I know it’s just the sickness my fucking flesh
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| Tho we ashamed to face it
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| Defeated by fucking stress
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| I got issues
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| I gotta get through
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| They’re gonna miss you when you’re gone
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| I need a life line
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| Will I take your breath away
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| Or will I take my last today?
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| I got issues
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| Thousands of fans you think that I should feel something
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| But I focus on the negative
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| I don’t feel nothing like
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| Damn I’m supposed to be at the top
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| Maybe they think I fucking suck and that’s the reason I’m not
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| Ay what these other niggas got that put them up on the spot?
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| I keep getting overlooked I fear that I’ll never pop
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| Maybe they’ll give me props on the day that I rot
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| Never get the rose until your body dripping in crops
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| Damn
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| I’m sick of hearing I’m underrated
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| I hope the people spread the word, I appreciate it
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| That’s love
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| But to be honest with you I’m suffering
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| My demons taunt me everyday I feel like I’m stuck with them, uh
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| I understand why SwizZz rarely put out music
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| Cause he suffered with it too
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| Leaves your confidence ruined
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| Feeling empty
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| Too pussy to die
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| Pray you don’t tempt me
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| Bottle of vodka I rarely fuck with the henney
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| I’m living lower than my expectations
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| No celebration
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| Death got a reservation
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| I pray that I find the courage to ask somebody for help
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| Scared to let you see my weakness
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| Suppressing ways that I felt
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| Just know that you’re not alone
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| That’s why I’m writing this song
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| I feel it like you feel it
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| Just find a way to move on
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| Some days I feel like I’m living in Hell
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| Gotta find a cure for this mental health
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| I got issues
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| I gotta get through
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| They’re gonna miss you when you’re gone
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| I need a life line
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| Will I take your breath away
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| Or will I take my last today?
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| I got issues |