Phone blowing up, every ping a new flame
Sliding in the DMs, callin' out my name
Side chicks and side deals, money on the line
Tryna stack the paper while I'm losin' my mind
One text turn to two, two turn to a thread
Next thing I know, whole day already dead
Chasing every sparkle, missing every gold
Heart racin' fast but the story getting old
They say keep it moving, I say where we goin'?
Eyes on the prize but the prize keep glowin'
Fake love in the mix, real ones in the cut
I blink, lose a grip, now I'm back to stuck
Every siren singing, every light turn green
I accelerate, then I crash the dream
The whole world is yelling, "look at me, look at me!"
I nod my head but I can't even see
About the Creator
Forest Green
Hi. I am a writer with some years of experiences, although I am still working out the progress in my work. I make different types of stories that I hope many will enjoy.
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