Irish Goodbye Lyrics

I see the years accumulate on the paper pal

Sorry I ain't chase a job, you know I'm not tryna be a cashier

Just tryna get the cash here, so i can work on greater sounds

Hungry as the africans that god leaves to save themselves

And die after a day or twelve, for trying to survive

Life is heaven and hell, some profit off of life

Medicine helps, to no surprise

Nothing better than the lack of lies though, from staying inside

I learned another lesson

If i'm ever next in the game, they'll be testing, stressing

Betting when i'll be lame, and making shit a contest

Watching all of my steps, just to fuel the gossip

And prop themselves up, but i am my own shelter

Still tryna rock with fellas, turn my fam to rockefellers

Wonder if i never prodded, ran with acapella

Maybe I'd connect with ya at an earlier level

I guess I'll never know, I just never tried to step on toes

They recognize intention only when they find themselves at fault

Every time presenting my endeavors, it's too cryptical

Niggas don't get it though I'm fixing close to vision

Hopefully it'll be worth it but I see shit's never perfect

So uncertain what i'm working for

Just might close the curtains so i don't have to explain no more

I lived to die trying

Changed after realizing they can't see my sky

They're crossing thoughts on me

Never confirming with me? I'm walking off homie

They're tryna talk on me

Never confirming with me? I'm walking off homie

I let my pen hit my scroll up, for hymns i need to grow

Can't depend on the globe, I just might go evanescence mode

Me and her used to irish goodbye, now i go alone

Whatchu know bout that?

I been solo since the minish cap, a minute before that

So oddly enough, a nigga's not to be touched

Without some heatproof gloves, no see-through love