Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Proton
Performer
Peyton Salazar
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Peyton Salazar
Songwriter
Lyrics
Man I ain't gun try
Did the same old half of that same old line put me back on that same old time
Never stayed for math kuz It swayed my bag, was the class I could never refine
Dodgin obstacles up in a course I craft
All of options I stored made the race a lap
If I crash in a Porsche does it make me mad
Can't repair what has always looked sad
Sad now madder, not me must've been that hatter
Either way is it gunna matter
If I can't own up to my own bullshit then I might as well take that ladder
Won't hold what I spit u could say that my mind is quick gotta let it hit, spray off from my hip, squeeze off like a bladder
Second Steppas big check on yo chain only wantin to chirp about foolish Ways money was spent like they Neva abused it still after they came for yo neck actin ruthless
Huh right in front of they kids
Must've been somethin up with they own head
Shit ain't makin no sense why we still acting hard even when they alone in they own bed
Ooh, I ain't Neva gun run
Got bros that'll pull-up with a gun
Don't grip what I Neva learn from
They trip kuz we always have fun
Ooh, I ain't Neva gun run
Got bros that'll pull-up with a gun
Don't grip what I Neva learn from
They trip kuz we always have fun
For a better excuse I abuse
Every peace of mind
Only cheddar had me on a fuse
Like a race of time
Know I set what has kept me confused
Can we break the bind
Steady lyin to make it a ruse
Cut it off and just try
Try, try try try hard
Pull back til ya makin it in my yard, bye y'all . really ain't an issue til the suckas really itchin just to get a little stitch up off a try hard
Swerve, now u poppin up a curb
After what u steady kept a poppin in ya mouth and now u slurrin on ur words
So turn it down, like my broke ac
Stay hot, I'm around, whatcha show, I see, no smoke, no sound, lil chirp from he. Not him, that's me, you ain't on my team
Float far like dreams, likeness lightning, double u, no end, vision blurred, it beams
What we never gunna do is pretend at the end of it all all the
Wack ass shit change what it means
For a better excuse I abuse
Every peace of mind
Only cheddar had me on a fuse
Like a race of time
Know I set what has kept me confused
Can we break the bind
Steady lyin to make it a ruse
Cut it off and just try
Writer(s): Peyton Salazar
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