Last Day Lyrics

Laying on this bed

Wondering if I will make it

Laying on this bed

Wondering if I could change it

Laying on this bed

Picturing about my past

Laying in this bed wondering

About my fears and ambition

Talking to my soul

While You listen

Praying for a better proposition

Hoping my ex never get

What she was missing

But if she do

It's a fair well

Tell her go to hell

I wouldn't have been

Here preaching from a sick bed

But how would You know

Fucking different niggas

And You was

Losing all your ideas

Your Feelings was dark

Till your eyes clear

Now I'm dying all alone

Is dis really the idea

All the love that I gave

All the trust that you caved

Wishing it was all retained

Blow me like a hurricane

Electrifying

All the fucking cell

In my fucking brain

I'm too articulate

When they try to penetrate

They say I'm a hypocrite

Cause I gat a lot to say

I trap in a different way

Came through and navigate

If he hate annihilate

If she hate

I'll make it rain

And then

Evaporate

My mind's in a different state

My flows could elevate

I pray for a better day

When I wake up I try again

I came from a different place

Where you struggle to feed the family

Who I'm I to judge you

When you getting cash

Who am I to judge you in

Your worse days

Life is full of traps

In the worse way

I hope you get to celebrate

Your birthday

That will be my last wish

In my worse days

My Last day

My last day yea

My last day yea

My last day

My last day yea

My last day yea

Starring at my mom

Sitting on a chair

At the right side

Of the hospital bed

Strolling through my phone

Wondering

Who's really Here

No body

But me

By my self

The pain that I feel inside

Anxiety is killing man

Wish I have some peace of mind

Some piece that I can use

To control the time

Some ease I could use to

Apologize

Would I better

With my thoughts

And my decisions

I don't want to die alone

Or with a dog

But I'm here

Picture me with my thug friends

Nah nah nah

All alone is roasted

Yea yea yea

Is the end of the tunnel

You don did everything

That you wanna

You wanna eat now

You got all your plate

Filled up with a stacks

Of regrets

Put It back to your plate

If you really wanna check

Your soul You can then

Reflect

All the past

And the grudges

You had kept

Is okay who's next

My last day yea

My last day

My last day yea

My last day yea