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  1. When

From the recording West Acres: The Mixtape

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Lyrics

Yeah

Look

When, when, when
When do I got time for me, fuck it
I-I
Just
Look look look, get me

I Feel they changed like the station
Playing me on 88-seven, glide the nation
Again and again, 300 shows, find me pacing
The living room at home, I feel alone, mind is racing
I'm, feeling empty. and broken, so to say
I'm supposed to be the guidance, and the chosen protégé
Through all the death and losses, now I'm frozen, so decayed
And it only makes dakota snow, the poem told this way
Oh yeah, below freezing, check the Fahrenheit
I quit smoking, but fuck it, somebody spare a light
I quit drinking, but tonight, I couldn't bare the fight
So maybe that's addiction, life never gave me no fair advice
Whiskey helps numb what I'm feeling, swore they cloned it
Ain't never been rich, but I been building for a moment
The level that I peak could have me billing your opponents
A bitch say my name unappealing til she moan it
Put on a front, but they coming out to see the show
We shut it down again, close it up, then leave and go
When can I make the time for me, I don't even know
Yeah, maybe death is why I'm speeding so

When you get this alone
When you get this afraid
When you left with yourself
And your thoughts get too loud, and you can't runaway-ay-ay
When they asking you why
When they asking you when
When they wanna understand
Why you do what you do, you can play this for them, Yeah

You can play this again

You can play this for them

Through all the smoke and the fire and the rubble
I been standing in a puddle of my sweat, tears, desire and the struggle
So if you ain't wire me, then double, what I'm asking cause I been through the worst
And time expires is the trouble
Yeah. so get it straight, I'm not sorry
I'm sick of tryna please of everybody, pops hardly
Got to know me, so I taught myself, all this, fought gnarly
For a spot, to be remarkable, and now they talk starry
Okay
So now that's how they vision me
Super star Kane James, rolling through, assembly
They built me up to tear me down, they ain't got the memory
Like I do, I had to live this shit, it's my identity
You get it, yet, there ain't no walking out
It's this or die, die or this, none to talk about
I've spilled my fucking guts so many times I've lost the count
I think I'm really losing myself, and it is not announced

When you get this alone
When you get this afraid
When you left with yourself
And your thoughts get too loud, and you can't runaway-ay-ay
When they asking you why
When they asking you when
When they wanna understand
Why you do what you do, you can play this for them, Yeah

You can play this again

You can play this for them