| Talk back to me |
| Even if you talk back to me |
| Yeah |
| I swear I need some downtime, yeah |
| Rolled up the weed, I was depressed for some weeks |
| And I swear I need |
| I swear I need some downtime, yeah |
| Fell to my knees, I’ve been feelin' so weak |
| Man, I swear I need |
| I swear I need some downtime, yeah |
| Rolled up the weed, I was depressed for some weeks |
| And I swear I need |
| I swear I need some downtime, yeah |
| I can’t believe that the stress gettin' to me |
| Man, I swear I need |
| I swear I need some downtime |
| Confidence, lost it |
| Prisoner, I’m held hostage |
| By self-doubt, I get lost and |
| You wasn’t there on the prospect |
| Mind your business on the parkside, nigga |
| All the small talk just to get bigger |
| In my soul, I got to make figures |
| Fire in my heart, it get lit up |
| Party hardly, but yeah I’m the plug |
| Big OG homie, show me love |
| Wild lifestyle, hope I keep up, I can feel success in my blood |
| But bad company got me stuck, lately feel like sticks in the mud |
| Shrooms mixed with sixth of the mud, never satisfied with love |
| I swear I need some downtime, yeah |
| Rolled up the weed, I was depressed for some weeks |
| And I swear I need |
| I swear I need some downtime, yeah |
| Fell to my knees, I’ve been feelin' so weak |
| Man, I swear I need |
| I swear I need some downtime, yeah |
| Rolled up the weed, I was depressed for some weeks |
| And I swear I need |
| I swear I need some downtime, yeah |
| I can’t believe that the stress gettin' to me |
| Man, I swear I need |
| I swear I need some downtime |
| Smoke more than I eat |
| Head’s in the clouds, still think on my feet |
| I’m just trying to find what I’m destined to be |
| But every time I find things testing me |
| Like momma need money, I spend it all on the rent |
| Lately my pockets look funny, I body these shows |
| Never showboat, I just roll, homies see me across the globe |
| Having talks to myself, happiness, health is your wealth |
| Any else under my belt, stains on the couch |
| She made the best of my time, make sure my lyrics are felt |
| Against all the odds, even when I’m at my prime |
| I know my skill is top shelf, I was askin' for help |
| Niggas just kept to themselves, jealousy right here and I could tell |
| Not my dawg, nigga you go to hell |
| Used to get pennies for my thoughts, been wishin' well |
| Now I get thousands, I’m stackin', just tipped the scale |
| I’ve been connectin' the dots, like I’m readin' braille |
| Percs got me trippin', you know I ain’t kidding now |
| Came up from nothin', of course I just held it down |
| Every night I was just sleeping up on the couch |
| Had to check niggas, I knew they was out of bounds |
| Givin' cold shoulders, how my friendships simmered down |
| Time is money so I made every second count |
| Living the fast life, but been trippin', been in and out |
| I wanna cop two chains and match up the big amount |
| But before anything |
| I swear I need some downtime, yeah |
| Rolled up the weed, I was depressed for some weeks |
| And I swear I need |
| I swear I need some downtime, yeah |
| Fell to my knees, I’ve been feelin' so weak |
| Man, I swear I need |
| I swear I need some downtime, yeah |
| Rolled up the weed, I was depressed for some weeks |
| And I swear I need |
| I swear I need some downtime, yeah |
| I can’t believe that the stress gettin' to me |
| Man, I swear I need |
| I swear I need some downtime |
| I swear I need some downtime |
| I swear I need some downtime |
| I swear I need some downtime |