2020 (BandLab Version) Lyrics

Lost in, it

I'm in a fight with my heart and my mind

Shit ain't doin' me no good, gotta leave it behind

Goin' through trials & tribulations, something gotta give

Don't really wanna die, a nigga wanna live

Like Forest Gump, this life's a box of chocolates

And like covert OPS, I see out the optic

I can see it clearly, I got 20 20

Shit went downhill, year, 2020

Unemployment benefit, fuckin' up the money

Everyday gettin' numb, feel dead like a mummy

Tryna get peace of mind, me and BRODIE was runnin'

Like we missed school, niggas stayed at the VILLE

Like kids in recess, we'd play at the field

They wanted me to run again, I said, I will

That depression came fast and that shit, yeah, it caught me

I ain't use paper, put the weed in a DARKY

Couldn't feel life in me when I was walkin'

Old flings on the gram, nigga, was stalkin

Making my energy dissipate

Karma bit me back, it filled me with hate

Didn't think that I would ever get betrayed

On top of that, a nigga fallin' out with his loved ones

Mom hated I was on the phone, arguing with my lover

She just wanted me to move on to another

Not even knowin' it's me in the wrong

Saved face behind lies, I was takin' cover

I got a chug pot but still can't recover

Been in the field, might need me a med

Smokin' this ZA, help me get out my head

Like the walkin' dead, I feel like a zombie

Me versus me, it's I, that I be harming

Nigga been fallin' like the leaves of autumn

Cuttin' people off, I had to mow the lawn

R.I.P. white boy, always came with a bomb

Hurtin' inside, but still goin' strong

I'm in a fight with my heart and my mind (mind)

Shit ain't doin' me no good, gotta leave it behind (behind)

Goin' through trials and tribulations, something gotta give

Don't really wanna die, a nigga wanna live

Like Forest Gump, this life's a box of chocolates

& like covert OPS, I see out the optic