CryC - Up late

All on, my own, just trying, to make it home
I'll keep walking, on these long streets
I know that i'll feel pressure cause i'm destined for greatness

Sitting up late in my bed, in my head, thinking about what i'll be
Dreaming up in my classes, about the masses, who will one day say they love me

When i wake up on these dark nights my visions always foggy
To many fake people around yeah dem nigga's always bother me
But they don't understand the fact that i got visions i got plans
And if i'd ever try and break that news to them they think i'm jokin
Just don't bother me when i'm alone because it's how i focus
I reached the point to say whether i wanna do this on my own

All on, my own, just trying, to make it home
I'll keep walking, on these long streets
I know that i'll feel pressure cause i'm destined for greatness

Sitting up late in my bed, in my head, thinking about what i'll be
Sitting up late in my dreams, in my schemes so i can be myself freely

If i tried and tried for long enough than what would be the point of lovin
Always thought that it was nothin but it always seems to turn to something
If i had to tell the truth then why does it always seem
Like i'm sick to my stomach when i'm in public
It's just really hard to deal with this shit
Cant get enough of it i'm really getting tired with this
Social anxiety it's really grabbin me by the neck

All on, my own, just trying, to make it home
I'll keep walking, on these long streets
I know that i'll feel pressure cause i'm destined for greatness

Sitting up late in my bed, in my head, thinking about what i'll be
Thinkin about all that i made, up to this day yeah i can count myself lucky
Sitting up late in my bed, in my head, thinking about what i'll be
Sitting up late in my bed, in my head, thinking about what i'll be

Written by:
Uriah McCullough

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