Showtim3 - Closure

I admit it, I was unfocused, incoherent
I was stuck in the past, does that really make a difference
I was stuck in my ways, roscoe dash in a daze
I was volunteering every ten I see Bobby Maze
I was thinking in the moment, 2-3 I had to zone it
Wasn’t accepting the truth, to be honest need to own it
I was giving my time to these randoms, should I loan it
I should’ve thought outside of her box,hooked on phonics
I was playing to the crowd, hands up say it loud
I was selfish, as selfish gets break it down
I did not see what that effect had on we
I was entirely thinking about the effect on me
I was cold-hearted, until love was departed
I was crazy, yea crazy padded walls no retarded
I was thinking just do everything that you see
I was thinking that life revolved only round me
I was making plans by myself, self greed
I was capping, but did I take a Kapernick knee
I was lost... I was damaged, thought I was good
I wanted to be Ricky but I was Trey in the hood
I had homies on the block slanging rock
I got homies from the block now they locked
I had plans now they seemed like they stopped
I was told keep going all the way to the top
I admit it, I was unfocused, incoherent
I was stuck in the past, does that really make a difference
I was stuck in my ways, roscoe dash in a daze
I was volunteering every ten I see Bobby Maze
I was thinking in the moment, 2-3 I had to zone it
Wasn’t accepting the truth, to be honest need to own it
Was giving my time to these randoms, should I loan it
I should’ve thought outside of her box,hooked on phonics
I was wrong I cheated, that was my bad
Turned myself into house guest no sinbad
I was guilty, I was ashamed, keep it moving tho
I was immature, nothing like Marcus Houston tho
I was making moves, different city, different groves
I was tryna be faithful, Frankie Lymon I’m the fool
I was jabstepping, pump faking triple threat
I was digging a grave, kill bill with success
I had feelings keep em genied, bottled up
I was running free with my feelings, now I’m stuck
I was wrong with the shit I said, no apology
Now I can’t see my seed that’s my child prodigy
I was making mistakes I seen pops did drastically
I was traveling down that same road accidentally
I guess I should move on too..yea eventually
I said I this whole song but ain’t no I in team see
I admit it, I was unfocused, incoherent
I was stuck in the past, does that really make a difference
I was stuck in my ways, roscoe dash in a daze
I was volunteering every ten I see Bobby Maze
I was thinking in the moment, 2-3 I had to zone it
Wasn’t accepting the truth, to be honest need to own it
Was giving my time to these randoms, should I loan it
I should’ve thought outside of her box,hooked on phonics

Written by:
Dwayne Dyke Jr.

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