DON RYAN - Streams lyrics

Yeah Yeah [Verse 1] I been tryin' way too hard to write the way I been feelin I started feelin' like I couldn't resonate with me And this being is bein' they key sin to seeing True shades of f**ing colors, but f**, all I see is f**in' black As of late my f**ing back's been cut and my throat been gashed And my wrists, sh**, they clean, I just want my brain in tack A 12 foot tack with barbed wire in tact In fact, I'm thinkin what I lack is the right friends In fact, it's like I'm centered in a frame with huge margins and a letterbox In a letterman, in a hot box, while I'm breathin' down the neck of crack rocks, tryna' f** a fat box f** I'm feelin' boxed in Locked in, no one to talk with It's a problem I've never f**ed with, never had to But now I'm lucked out, feeling sh** just way too fast It's 'cause I fell in (Bleep) just way too fast And dropped the girl way too fast, and she got the last laugh And now I'm sitting here lonely, feeling a little bit boney Feeling just like one of my homies But he's just a little depressed I kinda' laughed at him for being so sad, 'cause life is so great And so is fate But f** that, and now I'm f**ed up Crying my eyes out and chunks of my skull My limbic system has gotten out of control And I just can't think straight My mind has out-walked my sole [Interlude, Freestyle] Yeah, and (Bleep) her, and (Bleep) her too (Bleep) him and (Bleep) me too And (Bleep) me, boo I'm tryna' relieve the f**ing pain, so f**ing drain my soul of everything that's in sane Yeah, I meant insane, and now I'm insane Tryna' find my brain, tryna' find my way Yeah, and I'm just f**ed Yeah, it's just f**ed up [Verse 2, Freestyle] Spittin' it uncut I'm pissed off, so I left my zipper undone Cuttin' into my thoughts make me wanna upchuck my lunch And uppercut the s*ut who wouldn't shut the f** up, f** But now I'm slowly healin' Wounded by the feelings of confusion so surreal, man Turned a good girl into a heel, now She goin' round playin' deal or no deal, now With the devil At the point where I'd trade my soul for a bezel and sell it for a Benzy, and gift it to her out of Henny So drunk in love like Jay is for Bey And I'm just out of it Floatin' down the stream of madness Floatin' down the stream of madness [Outro] So many streams, so many So many streams It's emotional Emotional rollercoaster roller-ride On a stream of madness All these streams