Colliding With Mars - 2K MARIN (feat. Belaganas) | Audio
7written by Colliding With Mars, Joey J and Ethan Shanker
produced by Colliding With Mars
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[Chorus]
I’m sorry I’m impatient
I’m sick of sitting here waiting
They put my face on a playlist
And I feel like nothing changed so what
Am I not enough
That’s 2k in my bank account
They introduce me like I’m famous now
I feel like everybody wanna watch but when I need a hand then no one’s here to talk so what
Am I not enough
JOEY J of BELAGANS
Question pop up when I’m standing on the cusp
Supposed to call me when I’m down instead you only call my bluff
Family’s supposed to push you further not tell you to hang it up
Friends who claim they gave a fuck
Shit gets real they tails is tucked can’t make this up
Now I ain’t apologizing I’m inside my mind’s body compromising
You get on the rides and then you off encounters
And they rob you blind before they ostracize you
Call me bitter but you’re not entitled to no piece of mind that shit is of Atlanta
Read between the lines and the things that we could find could even feel just like the—
SHANKER of BELAGANAS
All of my wins are somebody’s L’s
I eat til I’m full, you fasten your belt, I know that it’s hell
Relieve my stress, it’s half of your rent my shawty can tell
I stay at the gram, my hand on my dick, I know it don’t help
But I know some rappers who’re locked out of heaven
They’re filling up gas at a 7/11
They put out a track and it never gets mentioned
They pulling a crowd of like 10 of their friends at their shows and everyone knows the slippery slope of following dreams with minimal hope
They stare at a screen they seeing me gloat and like a disease the jealousy grows
They speak of morality
Don’t think I don’t know that they’re after me
I got some homies who life is in tatters that think that the only way out is tattling
Look at what’s happening
See them resorting to fallacies
If they had their way, before the end of the day, I’d be selling the gold out my cavities
FBI tackle me
Look at what’s happening
Maintaining my jester’s privilege, special interest
Whippin on too many daiquiris
Look, maintaining my jester’s privilege so everything’s cool if they laugh at me
They get in my head, I’m lying in bed every night like “Do I deserve the success?”
Is rapping a passion or is it a means to an end
And is it my future to get?
Everything I ever wanted despite all the bridges I burned, that I’ll never mend, should I let em win?
Or do I tell people who want me to beat it to beat it instead?
Look
[Chorus]