Swanke - Stranded

I felt stranded
The devil was taking advantage
I swear it's getting harder to manage
You a bad mechanic
Because you took me for granted
I was broke and you left me abandoned
But it's ok
Yea
It's ok
Yea
I couldn't stand it
Telling myself don't panic
You know what it takes so plan it
Gotta demand it
Nothing in life was handed
When we get it them people gone vanish so it's ok
Yea
It's ok
Yea
Thats my dog
I talk to him like Peter you know I'm a family guy
Surrounded by cheaters, skeeters, and beaters that need us
I hope my family try
We probably close
But they got me feeling gross
I'm steady trying to open their eyes
I despise the fact that people despise
The people that's on their side
And act surprised
When they begin to rise
God don't punish the wise
It's just a test
And if you don't like being tested
The teacher can't give you the prize
My nigga tried on that night could've died Have you ever had glass in your thighs
Blood in my shoes you can hear the squish every time that I tried a stride
I need a guide
Someone to show me the way
When the way ain't easy to find
I feel fined and I ain't committed a crime
This job keep taxing my time
I don't mind cuz I'm headed to the top and I'm taking one step at a time
I can't stop cuz the moment I do I probably get left behind
Don't close the blinds
You might block my shine
I really feel hard to find
Some like drake
Butt he put on for the six
I'm turnt cuz I'm from the nine
Keep in mind that there's always a line
If you cross it might be a sign
And I did
Did the shit too many times
And I told them too many times
I felt stranded
The devil was taking advantage
I swear it's getting harder to manage
You a bad mechanic
Because you took me for granted
I was broke and you left me abandoned
But it's ok
Yea
It's ok
Yea
I couldn't stand it
Telling myself don't panic
You know what it takes so plan it
Gotta demand it
Nothing in life was handed
When we get it them people gone vanish so it's ok
Yea
It's ok
Yea
I needed support
You used to call me baby it's crazy you chose to abort
If love was a sport
You wouldn't even be on the court
Just trolling like spike in New York
I got a voice
That mean I got a choice
You play and get popped like a cork
I hate to resort
To one of my last resorts but lately i been feeling forced
Don't give me a reason
I might resort to thieving
Hit it then I'm leaving
Shawty know me
I don't come for the pleasing
I just cum for the season
I need my achievements before I hand out bereavements
You heard it that mean I mean it
And I said it that mean I seen it
And I'm gone tell you exactly what I said
I felt stranded
The devil was taking advantage
I swear it's getting harder to manage
You a bad mechanic
Because you took me for granted
I was broke and you left me abandoned
But it's ok
Yea
It's ok
Yea
I couldn't stand it
Telling myself don't panic
You know what it takes so plan it
Gotta demand it
Nothing in life was handed
When we get it them people gone vanish so it's ok
Yea
It's ok
Yea

Written by:
Aleeke Jones

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