Matthew J - 6am

I'm a get real with it
You gotta deal with it
Hear my voice
Yea that's me killing it
Back in the day
I was okay
Shit ain't the same
Pocket the pennies I save everything
No I do not give a fuck what you think
Life on earth is nothing but change
But why does the pain remain the same
Shit is insanoo
Why does the wind blow
Through my window
Cold nights
Sucks to be broke but I'm humble
Double cheeseburger but no combo
Just be thankful
Just be thankful
They count on the kid to get us out this
Yea that's me
I am that kid
Tryna blow up
Time to go pro
Then I ghost
Look what you did
Look what you wrote
Words cut deep
I see all your wounds
Feed you my thoughts
And not with a spoon
Oh you full? better make room
I'm coming thru
Matthew.J
Who let that boy loose
I been working
You been sleeping
Talk is cheap
Boy you dreaming
And I blessed like I'm sneezing
What's the reason you stop texting
Was it me or all my demons
Is it true that you were scheming
On my come up
Or my fuck up
Caught you slipping
Now you shut up
You didn't show up
So I showed out
No more tickets
Bitch its sold out
Please stop tripping just go home now
With your sorrow take that long route
Tryna stay humble and make this cash
Get out lane so we don't crash
Better move I'm driving fast
You something like the dash
And I really hate to ask
But I guess I'll give it a chance
Do you do this out of anger or
Or do you really hate my ass
It's okay I did the math
I put two and two together and subtract
Cuz me without you
Equals another track (Ahh)

Written by:
Matthew Loredo

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