Talk

Yeah
Too many problems I don’t talk about
Keep ‘em bottled inside then I pass out

Too many things in my head
I don’t even know what I’m thinking at the time
Think I gotta rewind
Think about what’s going on
Think about why I wanna die
Think I gotta re-

Nothing getting done
Nothing that I do
Wish I had another way to go through
Let it get to you
What is it to you?
Could you help me if I told you what I needed to?

Feels like it’s s’posed to
I been working underground, I ain’t want to
About to knock the basement
I been hiding from the world, wanna change shit

What I gotta do?
Got some now we tryna spoke the truth
I don’t have no problems with you
Tryna stick around without the glue

What I gotta do?
Got some now we tryna spoke the truth
I don’t have no problems with you
Tryna stick around without the glue

I’ll leave now
Put my phone down
Need some help now
Can’t do it by myself, nah

I’m tryna change myself now
For the better
For the better
For the better
For the better
For the better
For the better (for the better)

Ah ah

What I gotta do?
Got some now we tryna spoke the truth
I don’t have no problems with you
Tryna stick around without the glue

What I gotta do?
Got some now we tryna spoke the truth
I don’t have no problems with you
Tryna stick around without the glue

What’s inside of my own head?
What’s inside of my own head?
What’s inside my own head?
I’m never leaving my own bed

I’m hiding now until I’m dead
Let me figure out my head

Too many things in my head
I don’t even know what I’m thinking at the time
Think I gotta rewind
Think about what’s going on
Think about why I wanna die
Think I gotta re-

Too many things in my head
I don’t even know what I’m thinking at the time
Think I gotta rewind
Think about what’s going on
Think about why I wanna die
Think I gotta re-

I don’t know what I’m thinking at the time
Think I gotta rewind
Think about what’s going on

One of my bitches
Too many bitches
Why are you listening?
All these things that are sick

Too many bitches
Get the money, I’m richer
Too many bitches
Get the money, I’m richer

Yeah
I got too many problems I don’t talk about
Keep ‘em bottled inside then I pass out