In Between Us

It's like.. 2:34 AM Two three four It's just how I'm feelin' right now (Kyle Lucas Verse) I'm feelin' stressed out We barely makin' any progress Little less doubt, time to come up with some hot shit Maybe they will feel me if I'm confident and talk shit If we're being honest, currently i'm on edge All my friends are growin' up and all gettin' jobs Buyin' homes, havin' kids and, i'm just writin' songs My fans are all appalled, they feel like it's their fault Like if they woulda tried harder, maybe then i would be on I'm seein' all these new kids that's half my age With half my skills but shit i'm makin' half their pay? When i see 'em, i'm supposed to go erase this face? And paint this big ass smile, everybody knows it's fake We know that's not gon' happen, I don't wanna fuckin' hate But it's kinda hard to eat when you got nothin' on your plate They think i'm just some pop kid Like "He won't ever pop shit" I'm comin' for your spot because i got no other option Fuck it! (Chorus) There's confusion In my head Killin' me Drivin' me to think Got me wonderin' Can i trust my friends? Cause they'll stick me in my back every chance they get Am i paranoid? And if that's the case Is it curable? Can you help me find my place? I can't handle this (STS Verse) Niggas tell me that i'm hot but then they throw me shade When fuckin' life is full of lemons, make some lemonade For y'all to sip and i eat this so who the fuck is y'all to trip When all of this is weighin' on me, and y'all niggas is waitin' on me I'll be homies if i pop, but it's lonely at the top And i can't carry everybody so somebody's gon' get dropped Somebody's gon' get stopped tryna pass Go and tell me i'm an asshole Tell me how i wasn't shit Tell me how they made me this Tell me how they play my shit for such and such Put me up with what's his name Well mothafuckin' danke schön Think that this a fuckin' game? Nigga this my fuckin' life So don't get so upset, just get it fuckin' right I walk along, i ride along This ain't no fuckin' ridealong Niggas on a hustle for self It's all for pride alone With that said, i stack bread And wish you guys peace G.O.L.D in the house for all believers who believe (Chorus) There's confusion In my head Killin' me Drivin' me to think Got me wonderin' Can i trust my friends? Cause they'll stick me in my back every chance they get Am i paranoid? And if that's the case Is it curable? Can you help me find my place? I can't handle this I'm losin' it With a loose grip I'm hangin' on to emptiness Help your brother Save him from the Evil demons In between us Came between us