Wishing Life Away

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Five out of seven days I hate it
Wasting all my time
Sat here working for this pay check
Wishing life away
Life away
Wishing life away
All I think about is how I'm gunna make it
If it doesn't happen
Then my life, I'll have to take it
Wishing life away
Life away
Wishing life away
My minds fried out
I mean this has to be my time right now
I've started questioning everything that I might write down
So tonight I've decided I'm gunna vibe right out
I need to escape, this place gives me the creeps
Wait
The thought of never receiving a break
Is leaving me hating myself for never redeeming my place
In the playlist of emcees and musicians when I had the chance, woah
I let it slip out of my hands though
Met with Columbia Records but the deal got cancelled
Started doubting everything I'd planned for
Upped sticks, moved to a city and now I'm back on it
Spent the last few months bumping Ab-Soul with
Blackstar, Travis Scott, Pac, Ross, Madvillian
Earl Sweatshirt, Uzi Vert, ASAP Rocky
Now I'm a monster made up of several different parts homie
I write shit so sick your ass shat vomit
But Jack's raps aren't spat, the tracks conjured
(Possessed)
Barely recognise myself in the mirror
(The best)
Thing to happen to rap in the flesh, yes
Still got an attitude problem, f*ck it
I don't care about nuthin'
Stuffing hearing aids in my anus because my shit is deaf
I'm still offending everyone, at least that's something
Five out of seven days I hate it
Wasting all my time
Sat here working for this pay check
Wishing life away
Life away
Wishing life away
All I think about is how I'm gunna make it
If it doesn't happen
Then my life, I'll have to take it
Wishing life away
Life away
Wishing life away
Now for a while I thought I wouldn't fit in like Juices hand
But then I had this ruthless plan
Started cutting out the snakes from Medusa's bangs
And focussed everything I have on making stupid tracks
But they keep sleeping on my art
(Bob Ross)
Well this my fire in the park
(Compost)
Coldest on the mic, smother me in hot sauce
Still freeze you in your place in no time, Bernard's Watch
This office space is a toxic place
Wondering how it got this way after your college days
Doctors are thinking that I'm strange
I'm dusting off the eleven gauge, flip shit upside down when the hopper sprays
Someone approached me for a pic
I crouched and I posed like Ghostface did on the video that he sent to Action Bronson
You thought I'd given in? That's some nonsense
You pack of nonces can eat a dick
I was specifically given this gift to be vividly
And exquisitely spitting this imagery over these symphonies
If this was meant for me, this life relentlessly testing me, repeatedly kicking me
I'm at the end of my wick, it seems
If I wickedly, explicitly trickle out these lyrics
And keep insinuating that I'm the biggest thing in the scene
And critics keep on killing me on the news feeds and streams
Now I'm everywhere like HIV in Charlie Sheen
Five out of seven days I hate it
Wasting all my time
Sat here working for this pay check
Wishing life away
Life away
Wishing life away
All I think about is how I'm gunna make it
If it doesn't happen
Then my life, I'll have to take it
Wishing life away
Life away
Wishing life away

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