| Tell me what you got for a nose bleed |
| Yeah high in the clouds |
| Can’t see what’s beneath me |
| Fallen, I’m drownin' in a deep sleep |
| Tryna the top |
| But I feel like it’s against me |
| Empty, heavy |
| Up, no I can’t sleep |
| I get high then realize |
| What it could be, how it should be |
| Tell me what you got for a nose bleed |
| Tell me what you got for my problems |
| I got too much bullshit on my conscious |
| Little of feeling nauseous |
| Looking at the phone I ought to call up |
| I’m alone |
| On the road by myself like a stone |
| I ain’t special, I ain’t special, I ain’t known |
| Lowkey hardkey I’m anonymous |
| Until I |
| Running in circles I feel like I’m ratchet |
| We taken off, get ready for the ladder |
| Feel like I’m floatin' away |
| I found the route to escape |
| Putting these words that I got on a canvas |
| Eloquent the way I’m raising the standard |
| Keep it quiet than pretending you’re greedy |
| fuck all the media |
| Clap clap when we get to the stadium |
| Matte black, Imma pull up and skate on em |
| I know T-shirt stain from the red wine |
| I feel like we been here for a lifetime |
| Tell me what you got for a nose bleed |
| Yeah high in the clouds |
| Can’t see what’s beneath me |
| Fallen, I’m drownin' in a deep sleep |
| Tryna the top |
| But I feel like it’s against me |
| Empty, heavy |
| Up, no I can’t sleep |
| I get high then realize |
| What it could be, how it should be |
| Tell me what you got for a nose bleed |