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Aye
Aye
J-A-Y
That's why I don't care now
That's why I don't care now
These days I'm getting tired
These days I'm getting tired
Things have been falling apart
Don't know where to start
These cycles just seem to repeat
We just become all our trauma
Cause breaking the cycles not something that they ever teach
People that brought me to be
They don't even speak
My baby girl thinking I creep
Dealing with anxieties and PTSDs
And some nights, I can't even sleep
Beefing from cowardly niggas, they hate on me heavy
These niggas don't want me to eat
Head is about to explode,my heart is so heavy
I got to get back on my feet
Jobs barely fucking pay me
Alesha sick, that's my motherfucking baby
These niggas ask for a single, your phone don't ring
I'm in this motherfucking house going crazy
Damn
Shit don't even make you wanna live these days
Can't afford gas or a crib these days
Niggas only take, never give these days
Shit make you wanna get a mask, get some gloves
Put a twenty two up in a nigga ribs these days
Singing out my soul on these songs
And they still don't understand shit he saying
And that's why I don't care now
That's why I don't care now
These days, I'm getting tired
These days, I'm getting tired
Black man
I know you been hurt, trying to deal by yourself
Black man
I know that you been working on healing yourself
Black man
I know that you been thinking 'bout killing yourself
And I be damned if another black man think he going through shit down here by himself
It's all irrelevant
I feel like I been dropped in sediment
All this dirt on my name and the hurt from the game
Lack of chemistry has got me out my element
Damn
I swear I been stabbed in my back by so many friends and people considered my fam
Swear that these niggas is lame
These bitches is birds
That loyalty shit is a scam
Can't even go to the club and drink out my pain without people asking for jams
All want a piece of Jay Browne, it's wearing me down
Y'all don't even know who I am
Everyone thirsty for fame and playing the game
I rather go link up with Stan
Tryna live up to my name but plenty of days
I don't know even know if I can
Shit don't even make you want to live these days
Can't afford gas or a crib these days
Niggas only take never give these days
Shit make you want to get a mask, get some gloves
Put a twenty-two up in a nigga ribs these days
Singing out my soul on these songs
And they still don't understand shit he saying
That's why I don't care now
That's why I don't care now
These days, I'm getting tired
These days, I'm getting tired