Estranged Lyrics

I’m tired of feeling fear

I’m tired of feeling like

I wanna disappear

I’m looking in the mirror trynna find myself

But still I feel distilled by all the times I failed

All these people looking selfish, man they don't mean well

And will they get the message?

Only times gon tell

Only times gon tell

But I ain’t really stressing

I don’t need no help

I don’t need no help

I don’t need no help

Woke up in the morning then I rolled up

Wonder where you was

Wonder where you took off with my love

Wonder if you loved or did you lust?

Pondering decisions, what I does

Feels like you ain’t keeping up

Feels like I been slowly coming up

Back when I was 7, used to flow up on a bus

Knew it was a blessing, and the lord he kept me up

Beat my adolescence and I feel like it’s a must

Don’t need what you selling, pour my feelings in this cup

When I’m in it I’m the one

But it took a lot to get here, man, don’t think that I’m a bust

Cause I only came to separate the skilled ones from the luck

And I bet you’ll see the difference, we calling out the bluffs

I’m tired of feeling fear

I’m tired of feeling like

I wanna disappear

I’m looking in the mirror

Trynna find myself

But still I feel distilled by all the times I failed

And all these people lookin selfish

Man they don’t mean well

And will they get the message only times gon tell

Only times gon tell

Yeah but i ain’t really stressing

I don’t need no help

I don’t need no help

I don’t need no help, yeah

Sometimes I sit and think about the moments that I prayed

Focused on the major, but the stu is where I stay

Never spending time to focus on them boys that bring the hate

But still I often worry bout the shit, I feel estranged

So hopefully you hear this shit, before I’m in a grave

I’ll be great today

I’ll be great today

I’ve seen a lot of people that don’t wanna see me stay

But I’ll be great today

I’ll be great today, yeah

I am a rap animal

Verses that crack cameras

And niggas all around me is looking like whack amateurs

Roll em in a back then I’m packing up all the stans with em

Rolling up just to crack under pressure, and then I’m sanding em

What I look like, flowing with niggas that lack stamina

So if you looking for me I’m stacked, like Kam Chancellor

And you could catch me counting up my racks where the advances was

You could call me Casper I’m zooming, like how a phantom run