[Intro]
Got a knife stuck in my back
Tell my momma to relax

[Verse 1]
Got a knife stuck in my back
Tell my momma to relax
‘Cause all I spit is facts
Never cared about dollar
Yeah, fuck a bag of cash
And you know I hit the dash
I am not a baller, used to smoke a lot
They ain’t never found my stash
But I quit that dumb shit
Then got stuck, on some numb shit
Never had real bros to run with
All my life I been a loner then I turned into a stoner
Had fake friends, to change my reality
I was not myself, yeah, it was fatality
Pick on myself
Momma, are you proud of me?
Made a sad album, you can agree with how I felt
Made a sad album, you can agree with how I felt
Been alone way too long and I ain’t askin' for no hеlp
I grew up a screw-up, I’ll succeed by myself
Whеn I die, they’ll just place me on a shelf
They’ll just place me on the shelf
They’ll just place me on the shelf
[Hook]
Yeah
Take the knife out my back
Hate the way that I react
New year, new me
Ain’t no goin' back, yeah, ain’t no goin' back

[Verse 2]
I got a great girl, yeah, I think I’ma call her
I been, thankin', life, since I was a toddler
I keep to myself, so I avoid all the drama
Wanna end it proud, but I just place it with a comma
So we’ll get back, to that later
I ain’t checkin' the comments 'cause all I ever see is the hater
That’s all I ever see
They judgin' my raps but I think it’s jealousy
The pin don’t work
Yeah, the pin don’t work

[Hook]
Yeah
Take the knife out my back
Hate the way that I react
New year, new me
Ain’t no goin' back, yeah, ain’t no goin' back