[Intro]
(DIMALAMPERDFLAMEPRINCE)
(meat computer)

[Chorus]
Counting up glass, ahead of my class
They counting on me
Lost in the past, all their shit is trash
Fallin' off like the leaves
I don't even know anymore who I'm tryna be
In my own lane and look like there's no one beside me
I don't need no label or shows to have my shit blow
Lost in the snow at 40 below without a home
Not the life I chose and honestly bro I'm scared of my dreams
Please let God know, I pray that I don't end up like Peep

[Verse]
Cutting so deep, lost years of sleep
Thinking 'bout what, what things could be
American dream, waking up to these thoughts of me
And they won't leave
Personally, I be upstream
Don't need to agree, to a degree
Life too obscene
I wanna go, I wanna go
I wanna be more than I think
I wanna go away from this place
God closing doors, guess just not my fate
I'll trust it though, get out my face
Get out my way, get out my way
If you're a clone, copycat
I don't know ya, I'll just sit back
What's the point? Feel like death
[Sample]
Do you like his music?
No

[Chorus]
Counting up glass, ahead of my class
They counting on me
Lost in the past, all their shit is trash
Fallin' off like the leaves
I don't even know anymore who I'm tryna be
In my own lane and look like there's no one beside me
I don't need no label or shows to have my shit blow
Lost in the snow at 40 below without a home
Not the life I chose and honestly bro I'm scared of my dreams
Please let God know, I pray that I don't end up like Peep