blackwave., Lute — cracked screen
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Can’t match the style
Nor the pow-uh
Ain’t no way the fire getting doused
Lowkey bawse
The ones that ain’t with it we send ’em out
9 millie the city fuck yo town up
Oh my god
Look at dude, he done made it on the news
He done did it, now he rude
Yup! Doown on my luck, and I don’t really give a, uh
I sweat and I bleed, uh
Down on my feet when I need
Do everything to keep ya
Bumpin’ me bumpin’ me through your speaker
Till it’s time to rest in peace, yuh
Just let me highlight this, highlight that
Whatever’s on the screen really went down like that
And you get a choice, love it or hate it but I
Live my life behind a cracked screen
Nothing what it seems
Live my life behind a cracked screen
Nothing is just what it seems
Cracked screens, device that used to fold
Everything that glitters can’t be gold
Everything that glitters can’t be trusted
Fuck it cause I ain’t got time today
People flexing insecurities on me
My imperfections ain’t gone cure you homie
I used to think the money take the pain
Got the money never felt the same
I used to be the type of nigga that looked at tv and wanted to be like my heroes
But then I met heroes along with some egos
And realized they was just selling me dreams
I used to be the type of nigga that walked through the mall
And wished for clothes in the window
But then I evolved
The window revealed that being myself is the finest of things
Cracked screen
Nothing what it seems
Live my life behind a cracked screen
Cracked screen
Broken dreams
Cracked screen
Broken dreams
I don’t need no one to know what I’m worth
I don’t need no one to know that I ain’t perfect
Don’t need you to feel my own worth
It’s a waste of time always tryna be perfect
Some days down, some are way up
My mood swings through the changes
Can’t get no sleep
Gotta stay up and get to the chase
Nobody sleeps in LA (no sleep in LA)
Every year
New phone
New goals
Cracked screen
Broken dreams
Fallen icons
Got my dirty Nikes on
Don’t wanne be perfect
I’m just a real person
Got stains on my shirt
Mundane, overworked
Don’t idolize me it ain’t worth it
Live my life behind a cracked screen
Nothing what it seems
Live my life behind a cracked screen
Nothing is just what it seems
Cracked screen
Broken dreams
Cracked screen
Broken dreams
I don’t need no on to know that I ain’t perfect
Cracked screen
Broken dreams
I don’t need no on to know that I ain’t perfect
Cracked screen
Broken dreams
It’s a waiste of time always tryna be perfect
