Breaking Point

Breaking Point （裂点）-Packy

I can't do this anymore anymore anymore anymore anymore

Yeah uh huh uh huh

Look

Too many missed classes

Too many missed calls

Too many late nights

Too many withdrawls

Under pressure time waits for no man

Even though I flow colder than a snowman

Nothing gets a girl hotter than a slow jam

Take it from a kid in touch with his grown man

No plan for now used to have it mapped out

The life that I live is the life I rap about

Maybe I'm dreaming

Maybe I'm fine

Maybe I just write it down 'cause I got it on my mind man

It's not a biography it's a rhyme

Reality or thoughts either way this sh*t's mine

Listen to my flow get into my mind

Can you feel the urgency I'm running out of time

Let's go let's go we gotta go hurry up

I gotta blow up

Quickly baby it's me

I know we haven't seen each other in a while

But I hope you don't miss me

Like I've been missing you

And I've been meaning to call

They said I'd get the money I ain't seen it at all

What am I doing what type of career am I pursuing

You see the cats winning you don't see the ones losing

See my team working don't see my team snoozing

Foot on my pedal till I know my crew's in

I'm all stressed feel like I'm the best

But I gotta lot of weight that I gotta get off of my chest

Got a brain for straight A's

Hate the grey days

I'm late for vaca'I got no patience

I've been in the basement too long

Mom called told me that I said a bad word in my new song

I hate that sh*t

I wanna make her proud

But everything I like is everything I'm not allowed

Find a line try to walk it

Find the right words try to talk it

Not good enough I'm off it

Feel like I'm a target turn that sh*t around

Kill a critique with a 16try to put me down

I'm a good book got a good girl she a good look

Hard to make a good song work without a good hook these days

It's late but I'm on at night like PJ's

They kill for this like free jays

Let's go let's go we gotta go hurry up

Yeah uh

Get a job Pat

What'cha getting that degree for

Why you go from a four oh to a three-four

Take them headphones off put the phone down

Pull your pants up don't you know you're grown now

So what you're saying the good days are done

Odds might be against me but I will be the one

Bet it and write the date down when I said it

Don't you forget it

Flow so unique rare like red meat

I kill rhymes and create haters so give me credit for these dead beats

It's on like that night time got me gone like that

Take your queen with a pawn like that

It's no problem smarter than these little bitty idiots

Get the bread diviate give it to my affiliates

Easy right but they wanna take the kid down

All I hear is b**ches I leave the lid down