TOO MANY REASONS

Lacking aint the option
I aint ever gone stop
Smoking on blocks
They gone see us on fox
Everytime gold
Tryna live like im PAC
Now im peeping out the window
tryna look out for the cops
What the fuck is really going on these days
We got riots in these streets
Niggas cannot catch a break
Hunting for the top
Really running for the plate
If you talking bout some head
You know you aint getting saved

Swear to god
People always on my wrong side
I’ve been smoking dope
Figure i’ve been living wrong life
Gotta tighten up
I’ve been trying every day now
I got lies now
Time to get 
Diving deep down
I’m alive now

Everybody looking thru my eyes
I can see them 
I can’t feel them
And it sound like
A building
Like a building
Going down
Like a building
aint going down when it explode


I aint got no time for these niggas
do me wrong
Loyalty is everything i got, no luck
So hard to stay sad
Cause im always on my toes
I got cement 
round my body
I cant start
And the tar in my lungs
Money far
Lack a target
they rob for their car
Yeah they do what they like
Hit my mark
I been lost so
motherfucking long
I dont know 
what to do with my life
These days now








I swear to god
This aint the life i envisioned for my squad
This aint the life i envisioned for my squad
I swear to god
I thought i was going hard
Back then doing drugs
Everyday was on a charge
I know i got it all wrong

Yeah im smokin on dope
With my niggas
Soul in it
So finished
No hope for these bitches
Go nigga
So nigga
Dont fold nigga
Throw a toast
For my liver living
Imma go till i cant go 
Know that i cant feel em like a 4 man
Like a 4
People know im sinning
Like a boat man 
Imma float 
Nowadays im feeling lack of focus

I swear to god
This aint the life i envisioned for my squad
This aint the life i envisioned for my squad



They wont like this

They wont like this.....

Squad

Still on the….
Still on the ground
We on the ground
Still on the ground
im
Still on the ground
Beautiful ground

I been grinding i been hustling for the better things
I wont lie i dont see us with a wedding ring
Cut my time cut a deal with the medicine
Can’t be sad gotta feel all the better things
Can’t decide won’t depend on some evidence
Money low call the plug he wont say a thing
Minimal, me my eyes gone see better things
We’ll see better things, praying i see better things


Taking a timeout, all about timing
Smoking till i float
Dreaming i’m pilot
Flying in silence
Going from coast to coast
All about mileage, hope you don’t mind that
there’s no antidote
Stuck on this ride between the pines
on drugs i can’t promote
Boy i need balance, boy i need guidance
boy i need some hope
Teeth i grind em
Stress is wildin
On my fucking soul
We all science
But its hard to crack the fucking code
Keep me shaking
Burning hatred from my head to toe

Better Things

I aint waiting
My time aint patient
I’m wide awake
I’m stuck with hate 
for my second family miles away
I know they wanted the best for me
So its stressing me
How it all ended with wishing he had a vasectomy
Trust me i love my sister
I’m just caught up in feelings how he never could check for me
Or how he’d never gracefully
Told me just how it’s meant to be 
Sleeping pills to the nose
falling over basically
Wonder how long it take for me




Heart is cold
My feelings fickle like dominoes
Hard to fold these hands covered in lots of gold
The stories told never false got a code
And they coming out in rows uncovered like some house mold


You see im pretty far gone
Yeah im sick, killing shit
This a crime of passion
Imma meet don, travis scott,
J cole, k dot, 21, at the ritz, and london
Already treat em like my peers
I’ll be great like young thug
I just wanna have fun
I just wanna have fun

And I know now how I’ll treat my son in the future

Talk to him like Martin Luther King Junior
Soul

I just wanna see you grow, up up
I wanna see you grow
Grow grow

I just wanna see you grow
Grow, grow up

Family Affairs

I ask the plug if he could lower the price
I fear for my life
Vodka cola  handful of ice
Its hard to do right
When you live in a wrong
State of mind
Shit
I’m talking crazy again

I hope you’re all right
I’m hoping that you look at your life and see worth in it
You my sister
When we first met
Feelings multiplied by millions
We look familiar
Matter fact gotta be by billions
You like a mirror
And when I came back home
It was much clearer
When I think bout how it left off
Can’t help but shiver
So I been counting on these drugs
Here to remove the triggers
Drownin in whatever i can take
To feel like a winner


Shit I’m living crazy again
I know the words im spouting out
Ain’t making no sense
Where could I begin
Got two new siblings that i aint met
This start to feel like a trend now
Got no angels to help me to put this drink down
Life a bitch and it been going thru the menstrual
Voices say I’ll be forgotten
I won’t ever reach the fans
Yeah they everything i can’t doubt

Go
Go, go
Just go
Go
Go

Coming up, gotta run
Can’t forget
 All the times
That i’ve spent in a box
All the mess that I’ve made
Common sense
Not a trait
Personality washed away
Lot of lows
Fixed with highs
Gotta run
(Gotta run)

I remember that day i thought that i made no sound
Uncle gave you that money to pay the impound
Next day you hate him cuz he got money how fake it gets
I almost killed myself man how could I forget
You called me out, I told a lie to put that shit to rest
People love to hate me but i still wish em all the best
Give the best of me
Can’t relive the history
Staying out the industry
Cause it will only ever bring me stress


Go go go go
Slow slow slow slow
No this life aint
no joke

Coming back
Just a drag
Just a drag



Go go go 
Go slow
Go go go 
Go slow
No mistakes
No restraints
Stay awake
Keep me on
Like a race
Taking place
Life of grace
For first place

Mmm

I don’t see a way we coming out of it
I can’t even fill this place with drought
Just make it slow
I wont even take a break from nonsense
Slow
Take it slow
There’s no height you can’t fall from

GO SLOW

Switch up my lifestyle
Money ain’t everything
Used to want my lights out
Now i just want the prices down
Death not enough to cry about
Waking up was another fear
I just want my high now
Now now now now


I used to wanna rap
I used to wanna flatline
That’s right
No attention jumping off the backside
That time
I was going places
I held on too long
Only foreign faces
Had me guessing wrong
No dad
And my momma only on the phone
Auntie wanna meet me
She was put in stone

Winter always coming
Norway always cold
Homicidal feelings
Finger show the bone
God just lack forgiveness
I just lack the hope

Wish I could go back to days when I was a mistake
Wish I could go back to days when I was never late
Cuz nowadays it feels like im a fucking fake
My cuts just don’t bleed right
Putting more at stake

Switch up my lifestyle
Money ain’t everything
Used to want my lights out
Now i just want the prices down
Death not enough to cry about
Waking up was another fear
I just want my high now
Now now now now

money ain't everything

Tell me how you doin
Teach me how to weave through this lane that im pursuing
Got my feet in movement
I ain’t seen you must’ve been a year
I been high on love reaching thru the ceiling

That ain’t a common feelin
Met when I was tearing
Filled me with security
Before I didn’t know there could be two of me
Breaking the connection was the plane that took me overseas
I’m overly damaged
Now it ain’t so hard to see
How poorly I’ve managed
This life, it gets so hard to breathe
These demons pushing me down
Blocking what I really mean
Hiding what I really need
Life is really just a dream
Playing on an empty screen

Momma call like where you been
Blowing on some heavy green
She was scared for me
She see me fallin in the same scene
Me and my homies
Had no control
We was really fiends
But we aint lonely
To other people it might actually seem
Like we dying slowly
But, um

Tell me how you doin
Turn it up it’s maury
Put our people in a story
Where’s the glory in that
It’s more gorey than that
Kids with dracos
Shooting spells
Putting families through hell
Putting flame to a match
We on top of the stats
Livin equal, but oh wait there’s a catch
Boys in blue with a badge

Tellmehowudoin

WASTED YOUTH
NORWAY / MARYLAND

contact: jacobdoeshunt@gmail.com

TOO MANY REASONS

Jacob Hunt