VOID

Lyrics :

Now how do I confess
That I’m severely depressed
That I’m lacking any rest
Back to pressure on my chest 
The only pressure I apply, is the pressure to survive 
Cause I hate when I lie, and I hide deep inside
There’s just a lot going on
All my energy is drawn
My mind is somewhere gone
And it’s hard to write a song
What the fuck do you expect?
Still drowning in debt
Still getting over pressed 
From women who never left
And therapy recommends with the stuff inside my head
Instead of laying in bed, I should rant it out instead  
Yo you bet that I try, at least what I can
Cause I’m always feeling judged 
for the person that I am
How many friends you lost?
How many uncles have died?
How many mothers figures you called, just to find out they ain’t alive?
Yeah that’s why I hide, always feeling the grief 
Everything coincides, never get the relief 
Yeah that why I freeze, every moment I seize 
Never a moment of ease, til I’m down on my knees
Never seem to please every person I squeeze
Cause they never believe that I’m asking for peace
And they’ll never get it
Even with the albums I make
Or with the singles I drop
Man it’s always a lot
Unless I’m 2 like Pac
Or I’m true like Chainz 
But I’m wild like Ye
Tryna configure my brain
And all I do is my best
In a search for reset
I never banged a set
But I’m shooting at threats
And my anger reflects
And they still don’t get
Even my eyes still sweat
Even alive and yet
Instead of asking about my life 
Yeah it’s always the same
People focusing and worrying yeah about something lame
How many bitches you fuck?
And who the fuck is that girl? 
And was she once an important
someone in your world?
Are y’all still friends?
Man what’s the situation? 
Do you always let em know 
when you’re around their location?

Man, I don’t give a fuck
I don’t give a fuck

But since I’m writing a song about it, 
it implies that I do
But I’m over thinking an opinion 
Who never walked in my shoes
None of this shit applies to you
So hope off of my views
Stop wrinkling the truth
Like a pair of some trus 
I’m tryna get back to my roots
Even out some scores
Empty out some drawers 
Tryna fight all my wars
Cole said love yourz
Russ said it was you all along
But I’m avoiding all my problems, like I’m avoiding this song

[Mastered by Dephnik]

VOID (Prod. Soba)

Lyrics : 

I’m getting fed up
Got no time to let up
I’m tryna get my bread up
I need me a set up
I bet they’re gonna dread us
Probably wanna dead us
Tryna remain calm 
But they don’t want to let us
I got my romaine strong
I ain’t talking lettuce
I’m talking money homie
They walking and I’m running homie
If they shooting just know I’m gunning homie
Walk in with a lot of money on me
Probably go n get your honey on me 
If you really want it try and take it from me 
Gotta let you know man, that shit ain’t gone be easily done
With the way this track’s sounding, I’ve easily won
Tell the DJ drop the record it’s easily spun
This for a quarter of the problems that I’ve overcome 
So I ain’t cooking up no beef that shit’s overdone
I’m getting gone with this energy that I’ve been on 
Nipsey taught me run your laps into marathons
So I’m out here making hits like Barry Bonds
Boy I been about the bag like a carry on
Haters talking I just carry on.
Really hope my family live a life that’s long Ima keep it going strong till I’m very on
And I’ll prove that shit in every song


And I’ll prove that shit on every song
All my problems til they’re gone
Til my past and present self all could just get along 
I don’t know why I’m strong, cause this journey hella long
Barely seeing any progress cause I tend to think beyond
Instead of remaining in the present, and remember what I do it for
I got all tangled up dramas, tryna even out some scores
Cause I spend time tryna fix my mistakes
Instead of embracing all my pain and just spit out some game
I’m yelling at myself got me thinking I’m lame
And losing all my hope in believing I’m sane
But I don’t want that blame
And I don’t want that shame
And I don’t want that fame
Just wanna stick to my lane
Yeah have beautiful girl who can be my world
Yeah tell her that I love her, have my feelings uncurl
Maybe move Queenstown just to find some peace
Outside of my bag just between two seas
And trust me I see, a clear vision for me
Of Howl I get to Sophie on my own two feet
Just gotta believe, what my heart still seeks
Yeah follow my ring to bring me back to my peak
So if you wanna say some shit, I probably heard that shit
But real question is, do I do deserve that shit
No I won’t stop, quit
Never slittin my wrist
Always fighting with fist
So stop taking the piss

[Mastered by Dephnik]