Verse 1:
I don’t know if it’s real life or not. Don’t feel entitled to make a choice
Too outta breath to connect the dots
Open my hand
Like the paper boy
I see all the stories of people who did it before me, The pages they making noise
It’s easy to keep it inside the box, Whenever they reach in
They taking joy
Chorus:
But when it’s going down, Who up?
The pressure lurking on the late night, Who up?
But when it’s going down, Who up?
Thе pressure lurking on the latе night. Who up?
I done been out of my-
Verse 2:
Element bending innate
You can see in my eyes. Thought I’d be covered with ice
Scared of the highs on the lows, But I’m up for the ride
What an uncomfortable vice
Sick of expanding
I land and I stand in my lines
Not a perception of time
Follow direction I set while I cling to the rail. That’s an acceptable grind
Used to be comfortable moving where violence is key, Follow maleficent tides
Some of em let me decide, Most of em left me to die
Still
On a ship I arrive
Anchored in waters I’m scared to retreat to
Nobody cares for the message
They checking the vessel and method you speak through
All of my enemies see through
Peek at the peak and I peeped you
Selling em sugar and sweeter days, Now they developed a sweet tooth
Question the piece I done broke em off
Selling ya soul for a stone
And go over edge
Its the pressure I’m roaming off
And the effort to hold it all
Too out of hand
So I reach for the people I see and I hand em a handful
When the tip of the finger’s a friend’s, It’ll linger
Reveal all the phases it spans through
I’m happy they gave me a chance too
I’m used to me bending and never breaking, Now the patience resembling bamboo
I do what I can do. Chorus:
But when it’s going down, Who up?
The pressure lurking on the late night, Who up?
But when it’s going down, Who up?
The pressure lurking on the late night. Who up?
I done been out of my-

Outro:

But when it's going down...