Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Raymond Ramirez
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Raymond Ramirez
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Raymond Ramirez
Producer
Lyrics
I don't think that I can lie
I think I'm running out of time
I think that I'm finally losing my mind
'Cause I can't stop sitting here doing these lines
My mama said, "Boy, you must be out your mind," yeah
I see you in here on your grind, but
You only get older and time don't go backwards
So what drives what you should go find, yeah
But mom, my anxiety's finally getting better
And she said, "That's fine, but
I can't have you here just taking up space
Like your dad did back when you was nine," yeah
But mom, please just give me some time
I swear to God, we gon' be fine
I swear to God, one day I'll buy you a car
Rent myself the best house I can find, I
Swear to God, I'll prove 'em wrong
I know you believe in me, so I'll prove you right, just
Don't ever forget that I'll never give up
Even though this ain't what you like, yeah
But there's nothing else for me out there
I'll make it or I'm going down there
The cloud done hung over my head
It done ran out of rain and now it put a round there
I swear to God, I cannot stop and I'll never be finished
Until this whole goddamn city diminish
And until I stand up and say that I made it
And tell my mom I have a reason for living
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
And mom, see, I know that this tongues on your mind, yeah
You seem to forget about mine, yeah
And I'll admit I don't wanna talk about them
I'd rather look at pictures of Violet
But mom, I just need to confide and
Say what's here up on my mind and
Tell you 'bout all of the shit that's been going on
Please can you just give me five, yeah
Starting out, the girl I love is back here
And I think she gon' stay in my life, yeah
It's hard 'cause I love her so much
But it's rough at the moment, I can't make her mine, yeah
And plus I'm in love with her mindset
And it's crazy 'cause she's doing so much better than me
Like how the hell did I find that? Yeah
And Johnny's been downing these bottles again
And I don't think that I can stop him again
'Cause every time he go out partying
Saying he's done, he find beer and then start up again
And mom, now I feel like a loser
This girl, I cannot ever lose her
And y'all find a bottle and choose her
And I don't know just what to do
But there's nothing else for me out there
I'll make it or I'm going down there
The cloud that hung over my head
It done ran out of rain and now it pulled around there
I swear to God, I cannot stop and I'll never be finished
Until this whole goddamn city diminish
Until I stand up and say that I made it
And tell my mom I have a reason for living
There's nothing else for me out there
I'll make it or I'm going down there
The cloud that hung over my head
It done ran out of rain and now it pulled around there
I swear to God, I cannot stop and I'll never be finished
Until this whole goddamn city diminish
Until I stand up and say that I made it
And tell my mom I have a reason for living
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: Raymond Ramirez