GRINDIN'

Hey

Maybe we can holiday

Go to some place many miles away

Get a big ol' fix of dopamine

Cause I need to enjoy those minor things

My head is way too loud, let me out

So baby, I've been grindin' for some time

And pieces falling, it's paralyzing

I gotta get out of my hell, I think I've had enough

So I've been grindin

So baby, go pack them bags, I gotta go

Problems in my head

Never present till it's

Late in bed

Petrified, sinking in cement

With the moonlight hittin' on the ceiling fan

Feelin' like I can't escape

Will I break out, am I not that great

Would they miss me if I ran away

Should I switch out my license plate

Yeah, foot on the floorboard on the interstate

Maybe I can find my way to a better day

Maybe it's the world around me collapsing

Maybe it's confidence I'm lacking

Overindulge in all the vices

To mock that inner satisfaction

Yeah, it's the things that I take And the places that I wanna go

Trapped in love, life, work, and studio

I've been grindin' for some time

And pieces falling, it's paralyzing

I gotta get out of my hell, I think I've had enough

So I've been grindin

So baby, go pack them bags, I gotta go

Nobody knows

Nobody showed

I left the lights on but nobody's home

On the road, had to double the dose of that script

Cause it ain't hitting like they supposed to

Gotta know when to leave it alone And exist in a world where they don't control you

Cause I've been grinding so hard, need a mouth guard

All my dogs made of paper like we out of South Park

Always got the upper hand like I count cards

Tryna rain on my parade and make the clouds part

All this overthinking drives me crazy

I gotta get out of my head

Tryna make ends meet, before I meet my maker, and work myself to death