Testo Not Alright

I'm not fine, I'm not alright
I flex to cope with the pain I contain inside
I'm not okay, I wanna die, seems like every
November I feel the pain build up inside
I'm not fine, I'm not alright
I flex to cope with the pain I contain inside
I'm not okay, I wanna die, seems like every
November I feel the pain build up inside
Yeah I'm not alright
Feel like I'm losing sight
Ain't high as a kite
But I'm gonna take flight
I just copped a jet, cost 500 baguettes
What's next? Who's checks get spent
I won the rest, that's why I flex
Too many racks, got me feeling vexed
Oh no, had to switch the flow
Had to make the dough
Almost went broke
But no, I been had it since the get go
Drove straight to the place
Now I got no, new bands But they still in my hands
Copping a Jag, right when I land (Oh man)

I'm not fine, I'm not alright
I flex to cope with the pain I contain inside
I'm not okay, I wanna die, seems like every
November I feel the pain build up inside
I'm not fine, I'm not alright
I flex to cope with the pain I contain inside
I'm not okay, I wanna die, seems like every
November I feel the pain build up inside