Lyrics
I’m just living my life, I’m coasted, time to confess with the money slow motion
Put that on the gas, I don’t know where I’m going, getting there fast but I
feel like slow motion.
It feels like slow motion, it feels like slow motion, it feels like slow motion.
I’m getting there fast, but it feels like slow motion, it feels like slow
motion.
From the outside I’m looking in, I know it looks great, accomplishments,
a lot of deuce paid,
When I step out on that stage I hear that crowd scream even if I ain’t got a
dollar in these damn jeans.
Go nine to five, everywhere is my office, I’m struggling to survive,
confined to a life disclossive
Taking care of my health, my insanity could be missed, you see me out of my
ground, I see me chasing the check.
Who’s to blame? I know the answer, guess the story’s telling its tale and quit,
Oh, no, I can’t afford it, my plan wasn’t for this, or other plans I fulfill,
My flight still ain’t take off, you’re thinking a nigger’s sour
Next on neighbor successor my landlord success, GPS destination,
but I don’t know what’s next.
My heart beat in my chest and thoughts race through my mind,
Try not to live with regrets, but am I wasting my time?
I’m just living my life, I’m coasted, time to confess with the money slow motion
Put that on the gas, I don’t know where I’m going, getting there fast but I
feel like slow motion.
It feels like slow motion, it feels like slow motion, it feels like slow motion.
I’m getting there fast, but it feels like slow motion, it feels like slow
motion.
You can pick your friends, but not your family, feeling close to my dreams,
thought you’d be proud of me
Selling weed, change words, you’re talking down on me, I look to God for the
answers, thought you abandoned me
Looks like a battle I can’t win, a puzzle I can’t solve, a hunger to be healed,
Is looking like I starve the damn shame and you don’t even care
Instead you’re spiteful, I ain’t even asked to be here.
Show your stuff around, that’s a gift and a curse, I guess your way of showing
love is that hurts me worst.
Feel like I suffer from the choices that you made in life, okay,
we’re fucking cool, whatever helps you sleep at night.
And I ain’t perfect myself, but I know right from wrong,
I tried to tell you myself, you told me write in song
Said you can’t wait to move on and not communicate,
How you treat someone you love like someone you hate?
I’m just living my life, I’m coasted, time to confess with the money slow motion
Put that on the gas, I don’t know where I’m going, getting there fast but I
feel like slow motion.
It feels like slow motion, it feels like slow motion, it feels like slow motion.
I’m getting there fast, but it feels like slow motion, it feels like slow
motion.