Trapped In My Mind - Adam Oh & BangerOfTheDay

I don't wanna sound too selfish, mm But sometimes I can't help it, mm So I'mma just be honest for a minute and If you don't like that shit then That's too bad, I guess (is this a BLK beat?) I wanna be a popstar, rockstar Whatever you call it I want soldout shows Want my money to be solid For that onstage rush I might walk right out of college And get on a jet You can wake me up when I'm balling I'm so sick of all the same old, the same old Get my ass off payroll, payroll No more nine to five (No more of that shit) Woah oh oh Wanna feel alive Woah oh oh Because there's too much pressure And I don't know how to stand Know how to stand If I were two shots lesser Maybe I'd still give a damn Still give a damn I want a big stage Want my name all up in lights Want every mixtape that I drop to play all night I know I shoot high (Too high) Tryna be a star I'mma glow so much see me everywhere you are Because there's too much pressure And I don't know how to stand Know how to stand If I were two shots lesser Maybe I'd still give a damn Still give a damn I want a big stage Want my name all up in lights Want every mixtape that I drop to play all night I know I shoot high (Too high) Tryna be a star I'mma glow so much see me everywhere you are I wanna be a popstar, rockstar Whatever you call it I want soldout shows Want my money to be solid For that onstage rush I might walk right out of college And get on a jet You can wake me up when I'm balling When I touch it it turn gold What the fuck you think I'm paid for Louis bags and Goyard all over the table Get it on my own I'mma do it with no label I'm just focused on my goals Don't mistake me for an a-hole I know they watching and they plotting Always tryna come in touch Carbon copies cause I'm popping Gotta leave 'em in the dust If you weren't there when I was low don't wanna see you when I'm up It's my time if you don't like it well I do not give a fuck Because there's too much pressure And I don't know how to stand Know how to stand If I were two shots lesser Maybe I'd still give a damn Still give a damn I wanna be a popstar, rockstar Whatever you call it I want soldout shows Want my money to be solid For that onstage rush I might walk right out of college And get on a jet You can wake me up when I'm balling I wanna be a popstar, rockstar Whatever you call it I want soldout shows Want my money to be solid For that onstage rush I might walk right out of college And get on a jet You can wake me up when I'm balling

Ever since I was a kid, I felt the need to forget and forgive Silver spoon to my lip, but trying to find where my happiness lived And it was okay for a while But worsened with time and I started to trip I usually keep to myself But fuck it I'm just gonna tell you a bi-i-it I failed to articulate shit Like going out make me anxious Everyone asking me bout school, I wanna say fuck I hate it Wanna stay home and play sick But mom gon tell I'm faking Either the clock hand got real slow or I got damn impatient I went to school for an education Only learned that we lived in a fucked up nation Where people get judged for the person they love Or the skin color on their faces And there's like a million cases, can't imagine what everyone facing If this what it's gonna be like for the rest of my life Let me off at the next station I'm sitting in class and my heart is racing I can't breathe I'm in need of some respiration When you don't feel no purpose in life You can't set no goals cause there's no destination I want them to hear what I'm saying But even with hoping and praying I know that I cannot change shit And I feel my body decaying Drown out my thoughts with a playlist Drop my dreams of the A-list, uh Cause even if I were famous, worry I'd still be aimless, uh Now all that I see is grayness, turn up my color-grade or sum' Somebody come save me I'm held captive in my cranium I feel no love, do more drugs, anything to feel a buzz I drop my books for some woods cause I don't really give a fuck And I feel pain I can't explain but tell me who's gon listen up I wear long sleeves so you won't see the way I'm slowly giving up And I didn't make it to school today Cause I only got to the parking lot I'm thinking bout taking my At least someone'll get a new parking spot I used to get sad in the night Now it's happening whether it's dark or not I fucking hate my mind, but I don't want my heart to stop

One more night, I swear I won't exist It's okay, it's okay-ay Talk to em, uh If I go one more night alone it's like I won't exist I'm so strung out I'm sick of trying to be an optimist Whether I hit you back that waivers with my confidence Cause I'm torn up, throw my guts up when I think about it Hello, how you doin'? What you been up to, tell me what you pursuing Man, lately I'm just chilling I've been writing some music I took a break for a while but now I'm getting back to it, You probably knew it, uh Yessir, knew you could do it What you been up turning to when you need some influence? Well it's rather fortunate, I bottle up and hold it in and When I need to write music I simply tap into it, there's nothing to it Woah, is that really good for you? Penning your pain for the fans that adore you I spit when I internalize cause I know it'll turn your eyes and You gon call it fire, it's a piece of me that burns alive If I go one more night alone it's like I won't exist (I won't exi-st) I'm so strung out I'm sick of trying to be an optimist Whether I hit you back that waivers with my confidence Cause I'm torn up, throw my guts up when I think about it When I'm alone I would say I'm the most dangerous cause (Why?) Depression and anxiety think they hanging with us (Huh?) I go to battle with a constant reality-check and Saddle up my personality that doesn't give a fuck (Fuck) It's not a healthy one But he don't give a fuck He breaks my options down to giving in or giving up (Fuck him) And now I'm locked inside a box that I created and I know it's nothing more than a product of isolation But I swear I feel the borders around me just like a mime Only here for so long, why do we try to kill the time? I tip-toed through my youth like it was enemy lines I can't change my past but what I'd give to rewind, damn If I go one more night alone it's like I won't exist (I won't exi-st) I'm so strung out I'm sick of trying to be an optimist Whether I hit you back that waivers with my confidence Cause I'm torn up, throw my guts up when I think about it One more night, I swear I won't exist It's okay, it's okay-ay