Bleachers

Now you fuckin up and put the blame on me yeah
Never thought that I would curse the day I meet ya
I Try to talk about it, you act like you got amnesia
Labels tryna call me and these niggas want a feature
If you reach I’ll teach ya
On the court I’m crazy crossing niggas out they sneakers
Bitch I’m balling in the game you sittin in the bleachers
That’s why I don’t need ya
I don’t fuck wit niggas man they ain’t fuck with me either
Hell on earth
But nothing worse than
hell in paradise 
I’m paralyzed 
I’m taking risks I’m shakin dice
Demons in her eyes 
They demons in disguise 
And every time I’m looking up Im seeing demons in the skies
I’m not surprised 
Been having dreams at night 
every time I sleep somebody dies
I see suicide
I’m tryna see the truth behind the lies
I’m tryna see the sun but all I see is cloudy skies
Tryna have some hope but been thru this too many times
I used to show em love but now my heart is cold as ic

Rap, hip hop, rap, west coast, dark, melancholy