So Wut Lyrics

I don't know where my mind's going but I know where it's been

All these haters making laps, yeah they're making their spins

All up in my head, you know I'm trying to make it make sense

Yeah

And these bitches adding up yeah

Yeah

All these numbers blocked

They adding up yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

I can't even lie, I've been talking back to suicide

Yeah she say all the time, I'll be fine

Just to take her side

Always got to go and point out all the easy options

Taurus or the Mossberg, nah that's just some senseless talking, yeah yeah

Infesting every night, restless trying to shut my mind off

I'm Investing all my time, best I do before my mind's gone

She whispers lullabies, I'll pick a song and grab the headphones

I'm trying to keep this name for now, I know she wants it on that headstone

Yeah Yeah Yeah

Yeah, I've been sniffing

I've been doing too much

Yeah, yeah,yeah

Nah I don't care yeah you tripping too much

Yeah yeah yeah

I pull the strings

I'll pull the strings

I don't give no fucks

I've been working overtime, I've been seeking them bucks

But, my luck been down

Yeah I been down but I ain't out

Uh

Everybody want to fuckin count me out

Uh

I been seeking out

I been putting myself through the doubt

Self damage

I been going through a lot yeah, I can't pick myself up

Uh

Going through the day always seeming like it's grey

Driving me insane

I been driving all these hours but I ain't been making bank so what, yeah

I've been pushing for these bands so what, yeah

I've been stacking all these drugs yeah yeah

So what, yeah

So what, yeah yeah yeah

So what, yeah yeah yeah

So what, yeah yeah so what, yeah

Yeah I been, conversing with the mirror

Foolish moves a little clearer, wiping away all of this dirt to clean the picture

Got a little ruffled and torn there for a second but we still manage

Yeah we keep banging

Yeah we keep singing

Through every single line that we painting

Distorted framing can shake up the vision if you get caught aiming in all the wrong directions

Always over thinking

But we still keep playing

Only field that we stay in

Only dream when we're sleeping

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But it's a

headache, aggravating

Paper plates for bench weights

Never levitating

Ya know, I can't stand it

But I, still manage

To keep standing

And you know, that he don't, ever fold

So what, yeah

So what, yeah yeah yeah

So what, yeah yeah yeah

So what, yeah, yeah so what yeah yeah