Too Bad by Ghostie Lyrics

[Verse]
Think of the chances of me killin' myself
Because of something you said
Picture me blowing my motherfucking brains out
'Cause of the pain in my head
It's not that I'd rather be dead, I was never given meds
I was born unstable, mental state ain't worth a shit
Working on a sober life but I'm really depressed
Not even busting a nut would help me de-stress
I hate going out because I hate to see you flex
Everybody making plays, so I'm not up next
See, the problem isn't them, it is I, ain't it?
I have potential, it's too wild, and I can't tame it
I have a gun full of bullets but I can't aim it
I'm the worst and I know, you don't have to say shit
All these niggas getting covers, but they suck, and they coony
Best believe I shut 'em up, best of luck if I'm touring
Hard work beats talent, it's a plus, 'cause you boring
You gon' get blindsided if you think to ignore me

[Chorus]
I'm impatient, I forgot what they be saying
Really tired of working for Uncle Sam
I took some time to figure out who I am
Bruh, I'm Ghostie, got the weapons in my hands
I'm impatient, I forgot what they be saying
Really tired of working for Uncle Sam
I took some time to figure out who I am
Bruh, I'm Ghostie, got the weapons in my hands