[Intro: Shiloh Dynasty]
Don't know why I still try
And she wonders why I
I don't trust nobody
Not even her
Don't know why I still try
And she wonders why I
I don't trust nobody
Not even her
Not even—

[Verse: Baby Gos]
I don't trust anyone anymore
It's kinda crazy seeing my life taking off
Like a jet plane, I'm getting better and better
Just imagine, one day, I'll shine
I'm making it happen with my flows and my rhymes
I don't daydream about his anymore, I work
Knowing one day, it won't matter if I hurt
My mom will have a roof, my dad will have some cash
Honestly, I just want all of this to happen fast
I'm tired of having all these damn plastic dreams
But when I make it, best believe I'm bringing my team
I'm less like Logic nowadays and more like Witt
Meaningful rhymes about my life that I now spit
I got trust issues, that's no secret
Being a snitch, it's almost like nowadays they teach it
So I stay back
Mind my own, in my own thoughts I roam
I'm crazy for that life, I want it so bad
You know your gonna make it when you've been happy and you sad
I spent my days staying away from the social life
Only writing my rhymes, making it, I just might
I'm 16 in age, but 32 in maturity
And yes, I know that I still have that impurity
But I still am on another level, for the fact I did this on my own
No deals with the Devil
I am so low, but at the same time, I'm so high
And this life I choose, hotter than a dryer
If I could have anyone it would be her
But she's miles away, I pray and pray to no amay
If here's this I'm gone, if she loves this it’s your song
They say, "Gos, you're changing"
Maybe 'cause I finally found something that I'm finally good at making
If you sit back, relax, and chill
You would realize, recently I've been popping those pills
Easy way out, escape from my thoughts
From a kid to a tot
I live alone
Sleeping where I can, never had a childhood
I've always been a man
Sunnier days, and now my arms are getting tan
Living outside, seeing the cops that I outran
In my ocean, in my thoughts, I try to hard
I just use what I was given, like a damn card
Wasn't born a king, but I plan to die one
A legend thrown around so I'ma be a God son
Just waiting for the day I no longer have to carry my gun
In my own thoughts
This is my ocean
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