17 Lyrics

I keep coming here running laps

I get to blowing her back

Me and my city go back

I get to pulling the strap

We keep the love in our bag

But we keep the trust in the back

I keep the mac all tucked

Like I won't ever go back

She get to trustin me back

She get to lovin me back

Depressed as fuck

But at least im number one

Im in my bag

She get to trustin me back

I won't ever take last

I keep the trust in the back

I keep the love in my bag

I'm past the point of even feeling exestisial

Im a artist who goes past the instrumental

I can be fearless but I live in my own shadow

The pot boils when the sheep follow the cattle

I question my life your life and our inner battles

My number 3 since the 3 days without the battle

My number 13 for 13 days without the phyco battle

I done relapsed but move fast to recover my saddle

My high horse I stay course and stare at the consolations

Since I was six when I was sick I knew I would be a star

17 shooting the scene move past a limitation

17 finally learning on my guitar

I was 15 a kid getting over complications

Hated myself I tossed myself out with disregard

16 said I was gonna change generations

High horse but I still feel existential

I keep coming here running laps

I get to blowing her back

Me and my city go back

I get to pulling the strap

We keep the love in our bag

But we keep the trust in the back

I keep the mac all tucked

Like I won't ever go back

She get to trustin me back

She get to lovin me back

Depressed as fuck

But at least im number one

Im in my bag

She get to trustin me back

I won't ever take last

I keep the trust in the back

I keep the love in my bag

Lay my body in the coffin

We read the newspaper way to often

Check my notes check my options

We read the newspaper way to often

Dopamine rush you turn rotten

We read the newspaper way to often

Love turns fall green to auburn

We read the newspaper way to often

Check my right hand I don't got options

Key to the city

Im Obi Toppin

Burn these fumes kill these toxins

He sold his sell that shit on auctions

Us kids depressed like way to often

Wisdom choked him now he coughing

Flower auburn finally blossoms

I've been running I've been plotting