"Desperate Times" lyrics

"Desperate Times"

(Trap exec)
Doob

A friend who turns they back is just a friend I never needed
They only show you love when they in desperate times
Roll a blunt just for the face and 'cause sometimes I really need it
Why the only time they call is when the rent behind?

When you're surrounded by users it's mentally abusive
How can I get you help if you don't ever wanna use it?
And then you think I'm stupid, it's truthfully confusing
You try to tell me lies but you act like I ain't been through it

Just keep it real with yourself, what you feeling I done felt
Times a million on myself, this on me
This time I ain't gon' let you put the blame on me
No no, no no, no no no

Now I got money in the bank people act like they need me
Remember I was poor, shorty act like she ain't see me
Been tryna find my soul, it was buried down beneath
The anxiety disorder that continuously eats me

In the belly of the beast, I just hope you see the beauty in my flaws
I was running outta answers till I met you
I tell you it ain't easy, at first I ain't wanna get involved
I was hoping you would leave but I can't let you
It's the liquor with emotions, the truth comes out
You all by your lonesome, can't figure shit out
Life's a hard pill to swallow when it ain't nobody around

Every time I said I love you I want you to know I meant it
It seems like we keep our distance now but that don't mean no difference
And I do not do no fishing, you ain't have my best of interest
When it come down to the business I'm the one that really gets it
I did it for my city in a major way
I do it for Big Mike until the day I can't
My son don't even know how rich he really is
I wonder how much money his dad made today

You know my pops died when I was five so I ain't really get to do no father-son shit
You know like, throw the football, throw the baseball type shit
And then I had a son and I realized, I'm like man, I finally get to do that

Made a few mistakes but you my newest lesson
Had to put my pride aside like the student section
She tell me lie after lie, she don't do confessions
You fighting fire with fire, I bought some new protection
In the land of confusion sometimes I get dyslexic
Her phone goes both ways, I ain't the one who texting
And shorty go both ways, I call her ambidextrous
And she ain't no good for me, I call her infectious

Movie theater in the crib, see the bigger picture
Two foreign girls in my bed, Malcolm in the Middle
You mad I do it bigger, you only did it little
The proof is in my numbers, they know my shit hit different
I'm talking figures like Bearbrick and KAWS independent
'Cause these labels ain't gon' care for me at all
While you're out here signing deals just so they can take it all
I'm in a mall at Saks Fifth like yeah I'll take 'em all in every color

I'm living in the moment
[?] all I wanted 'cause I make my own money
And it ain't nobody business, why they keep counting my pennies?
'Cause this shit make people act a little different once you get it, for real

They say I ain't been rapping
I think I'm just saying it in a different way
Sometimes you gotta close your eyes and open up your ears
And just listen


Writer(s): Eric Williams
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