MIA - JL

I been planning my agenda

Haven’t ate enough, I’m looking thinner

Pockets short for days on the impending

Cold winter, still prevail;

a winner

Ups, downs, fell into the mud

Tried sweeping problems under rug

Sleep-deprived and out of luck

Dark as hell and hell is hot as fuck

Unopened bills stacking up

On the coffee table with the shell guts

Lotta missed calls, hella messages left unread

I ain’t picking up my cell much

Tryna get it situated, come up as anticipated

Can’t appreciate it till you fail once

Licking on the stale dutch, got it cut and open like surgery

Breaking no burglary

Been down broke and the broke on low

Couldn’t cope with the smoke and the dough

With a knot in my throat, can’t comment

A hope can’t calm me

I won’t take kindly to folk tryna calm me

The joke, arm it you won’t

Find me amused by, hide now highly confused

Wide up tied up in my mood

Attitude queued up, stuck come and unglue

Mad at everybody, I can only blame myself right now

Where the hell Jay ask everybody

But I feel better about myself I found

Had someone ask if I lost my mind

If I had an answer then I’d be lying

Dawg don’t pick up my line, nigga I’m just fine

But I feel like killing everything but time

I been MIA

Money running low lately

I’m okay, I been here before baby

Lotta problems, that shit ain’t new, I knew all about them

It ain’t that serious, might’ve fallen

I got experience at the bottom

I been broken, I been broke

I been smoking, I ain’t choke

I been floating on my way

Vibe and broken, I’m okay

I been broken, I been broke

I been smoking, I ain’t choke

I been floating on my way

Vibe and broken, I’m okay

Get up, get to the money, gotta get out and go get some

Get up, get to the money, gotta get out and go get some

Get up, get to the money, gotta get out and go get some

Get up, get to the money, gotta get out

Been way up, been way low

Always emerge okay though

Bro when the flows ain’t fatal

Hitting my fur rodeo

What we argue in the morning about

Storming out while it’s storming out

Pouring out my heart, pouring down tears

Prolly more than I prefer to count

Thunder rolling with aggression

Stomach echoing an impression

Lights flicker in the night sky, glitching

Must be picture they in heaven

Clouds leaking on me camouflage

Some of my emotions would say

Rain falls like an audience applause

Hoping sunny skies blessing

Got me double checking my connection

Waiting for the wind now hold the breath in

Dark clouds get to be depressing

But eventually go the other direction

Nothing that I haven’t gone through but I’m sober

You would not know unless you on my boat

Damn near flooded if you threw then I float

Baby I been down enough for you and I both

I been MIA

Money running low lately

I’m okay, I been here before baby

Lotta problems, that shit ain’t new, I knew all about them

It ain’t that serious, might’ve fallen

I got experience at the bottom

I been broken, I been broke

I been smoking, I ain’t choke

I been floating on my way

Vibe and broken, I’m okay

I been broken, I been broke

I been smoking, I ain’t choke

I been floating on my way

Vibe and broken, I’m okay

Get up, get to the money, gotta get out and go get some

Get up, get to the money, gotta get out and go get some

Get up, get to the money, gotta get out and go get some

Get up, get to the money, gotta get out