Mel. Crozby - Idle

Idle

Hit my journal like a shrink
The darker it get
The darker I think
Runnin from the drugs
Running from the drink
Tryna do it sober
Mental say its over
Need to call my mama
Stow away the trauma
Keep it all inside
Worried bout my niggas
Worried if I one day might pull the trigger im down on luck think I need me some time
Lil baby just hold me and make me feel fine
Look
Validation dependent im hooked and ain seein no endin in sight
Clingin to memories self esteem droppin im feelin it's bout to resign
Coin flip im a God nigga
Ego hard enough to rob niggas
Mental unstable im off kilter
Hook

Maybe I'm thinkin too much
I left my head in the gutter
So much for picking it up
Idle Idle
Please do not look at cup
Dont be a stick in the mud sir
Dont give no figgitty fuck
Idle idle


I put a rose in tequila bottle
She put a whole in my heart its hollow
Spillin out feelings like semi auto
Destructive behavior its full throttle
Starin at clouds I envy the freedom and then it start rainin I started relatin im
Crying can't keep it inside
Split second
Flip the switch
Now I feel confident got a grip I can't relax mind goin too fast pologize for the switch might crash need a minute gotta regroup for the *begins mumbling*