[Chorus: YCK]
What I’m encircled by
Is contrived and becoming staged now
Draining it dry supplied
And short-sighted they haven’t changed how
These are people plotting
And they’ll take advantage of
What it be you’ve made or gotten
Less you started standing up

[Verse 1: YCK]
Time for me to take a stab at it
Too many rappers stay half assing
Mark my words I got bad habits
In a wool coat I’m at the black sabbath
This movement’s unusual
Might detect that they’re too unsuitable
For the game and they melt in the crucible
But can’t transmutе me I’m immutable
But the wеight be getting too hard to carry
Anything they’re setting been arbitrary
Evidence well that’s smart to bury
Did same crimes but the fucking charges vary
I don’t need advice or a damn intervention
Little boy scared cause I’m there in her mentions
Check what I’m doing but deny deny
There’s no protocol that I’m abiding by
All of em tripping and bugging out
Luck been awarding em sudden clout
None of em gonna be holding onto it
And I’m on my perch like the fuck are they doing
Some would agree then we watch some pass
How I feel about a critic motherfucker touch grass
I don’t need to prove a thing to anyone but me
Till the day that I’m gone that I’m dead that I’m free

[Chorus: YCK]
What I’m encircled by
Is contrived and becoming staged now
Draining it dry supplied
And short-sighted they haven’t changed how
These are people plotting
And they’ll take advantage of
What it be you’ve made or gotten
Less you started standing up

[Verse 1: Walter]
The day that I’m gone
And I’m dead and I’m free
Don’t mean nothing to me
Know the love is so cheap
They be ripping my heart out
I fell to the ground
Like I’m breaking my knees
Should I stay or I leave
Breathe
Should I stay or I leave
Breathe
I got no hope
I got cold souls
And my soul broken I’m so frozen
No you can’t help me
You can’t tell me nothing
I ain’t got no love I’m like fuck it
And I got pain all in my stomach
Feeling so gone feeling like running
Thinking back then
Man I wish I’d have done it
Wish I could d!e on a pile of money
Prolly d!e broke in that bitch and I’m bummy
I’m keeping it real man I keep it a hunnid
They tryna take all the happiness from me
I been pursuing that shit like I’m cudi
Even back then man I wish they would love me
Put pain in the purp I been smoking up plenty

Smoking o up out the brick
I swerve a bit like turbulence
I can’t feel my face
When i'm with you you heard of this
I been thinking bout my life
I feel unsure of it
Searching past the earth
And learning shit it hurt a bit
[Chorus: YCK]
What I’m encircled by
Is contrived and becoming staged now
Draining it dry supplied
And short-sighted they haven’t changed how
These are people plotting
And they’ll take advantage of
What it be you’ve made or gotten
Less you started standing up