Gotta move on from the death of my mother
That shit is so hard it's time to recover
Time to move forward, She in the past
I'll never recover
Making it last , Speed to a crash
Talking in binary, don't have a number
Smoke till I'm high, Keep us from under
Flame said bout pressure no making me stutter
I mean,
I try to find balance, lacking a summer
Lose to myself, how to recover?
Making it bounce, glisten in wonder
Call you from 6 like "I'm going under"
I'm going under, my aunt in her slumber
Put years into lumber, they gave me the thunder
I'm back out for greatness, you'll never recover
You'll never recover
Never recover,
I just been trusting my gut
Doesn't help that my gut in the gutter,
Doesn't help I could die for my brothers
Doesn't help I don't got me a lover,
Maybe I should of trusted my mother
I thought rap was the wave cause I hop on the beat and I float and I'm smoother than butter
And I thought if I hopped on the track and connected with people I'd move from the clutter
I was confident with this shit, now if he ask am I good I might answer in stutter
Niggas hoping I never recover
Crazy
Never re-
Never recover
Never recover
Never recover
Niggas hoping I never recover
Crazy
Never re-
Never recover
Never recover
Never recover