Fight or Flight lyrics
by Trace. & Mello
[Verse 1: Mello]
Yea I take one step forward, two steps back
I'm trying to get ahead of the game but life keeps throwing me off track, yea
Livin' life a mile a minute got my head spinning yea I'm feeling the scars from the sh*t I've been in
Now it's 3 days and I'm rolling and I'm stuck I don't know what the f*ck is wrong with me I can't open up
And I've been losing for a while but I ain't doing no wrong
The only thing I've been doing is bustin' my ass on these songs yea
Man it seems like everything I do is never enough
I'm trying to piece the world but the world keeps telling me to give up
If I listen to the world's word I would be 6 feet in the ground thinkin' about how I'm a failure
Instead I'm living life and chasing after cutthroat
I've been up all night just trying to hit the f*cking right note
So much on my mind I think I'm going psyco
Let it all out in every single word that I wrote
[Chorus: Trace.]
Stand back homie you don't want to test me
I've been failing for too long and now I'm ready
Fight or flight motherf*cker what your boys think
Gotta choose fast I don't want to keep you waiting
Stand back homie you don't want to test me
I've been failing for too long and now I'm ready
Fight or flight motherf*cker what your boys think
Gotta choose fast I don't want to keep you waiting
[Verse 2: Trace.]
I ain't the one to keep you waiting cuz I ain't got no time to waste
I ain't the one that's gonna complain about the sh*t that's on my plate
Just know if I had a goal and did whatever it takes to make it
So face it I'm going down as one of the greats
I don't mean to flex, yea I don't mean this with no disrespect but f*ck all the people who were laughing when I said I'm next
I put a billboard with my face in every town they in
And now that b*tch has to see my face when she roll around with him
Aha, it's like this is what y'all been creating for
To the top yea that's how I spot a million for
This the moment I've been waiting for
I'm bout to get these motherf*ckers something they can hate me for
And if I said it then I must've meant it sorry I offended please stop doubting all my 20 methods
Scouting through my lyrics like you're some kind of detective
Middle fingers to the f*ckin critics f*ck my whole appearance yea