Balance by Rick Kaine Lyrics
I got a lot of problems, I'm not in the mood to fix em
I'm admittin' my addiction
I'm never playin' the victim
I don't ever need the pity or blessin's, man imma ditch em
Then I gotta leave em hangin' Willy, will he really lynch em?
Then I, slip into the shadows, duck into my dungeon
I roll up my weed the same way you load a musket
I know that line was stupid, I mean (Ahh) just fuck it yo
Im a piece of trash that's balled up inside a bucket
Momma, you ain't proud but believe me I try
Don't leave me to die
As I take a deep breather I cry
I strive to find balance in my life
Ain't no more balance in my life
There never was balance in my life
And If I die tonight, you should know that (X2)
I swim in regret, back stroke in my sorrows
My heart is hollow
I fade quicker with every pill that I Swallow
Who gon' love me when I don't love myself?
All the voices in my head, they can goto Hell
Eyes tired, I'm feelin' overwhelmed
Tryna live up to the standards that yall want me to be
Death Eaters just sucked the fun outta me
When I was down on my luck, Its fucked up and its sad
I'm just a product of my past that I wish I ain't had
*Kid Vintage calls*
"Aye Rick, where you been at bruh? I ain't heard no new music in a while, ya know? I think you need to hop back on that mic. We miss Darkside. Where's that nigga Darkside at? I been seeing ya snaps, you been sad a lot lately but look, I wanna tell you keep you head up its hard right now but I promise you its gunna work out in the end and I see you ain't gone fall in this music shit. Keep it pushing bruh, keep it moving. You got this, you too solid to fold
*Phone hangs up*
I'm admittin' my addiction
I'm never playin' the victim
I don't ever need the pity or blessin's, man imma ditch em
Then I gotta leave em hangin' Willy, will he really lynch em?
Then I, slip into the shadows, duck into my dungeon
I roll up my weed the same way you load a musket
I know that line was stupid, I mean (Ahh) just fuck it yo
Im a piece of trash that's balled up inside a bucket
Momma, you ain't proud but believe me I try
Don't leave me to die
As I take a deep breather I cry
I strive to find balance in my life
Ain't no more balance in my life
There never was balance in my life
And If I die tonight, you should know that (X2)
I swim in regret, back stroke in my sorrows
My heart is hollow
I fade quicker with every pill that I Swallow
Who gon' love me when I don't love myself?
All the voices in my head, they can goto Hell
Eyes tired, I'm feelin' overwhelmed
Tryna live up to the standards that yall want me to be
Death Eaters just sucked the fun outta me
When I was down on my luck, Its fucked up and its sad
I'm just a product of my past that I wish I ain't had
*Kid Vintage calls*
"Aye Rick, where you been at bruh? I ain't heard no new music in a while, ya know? I think you need to hop back on that mic. We miss Darkside. Where's that nigga Darkside at? I been seeing ya snaps, you been sad a lot lately but look, I wanna tell you keep you head up its hard right now but I promise you its gunna work out in the end and I see you ain't gone fall in this music shit. Keep it pushing bruh, keep it moving. You got this, you too solid to fold
*Phone hangs up*