Lyrics:
well-spent
Tell me "live in the moment"
And bask in the colors we make
You're my pink frost strawberry shake
And I'm exploring every shade
I'm finally seeing
faithful to the streets
Because I grew up with not shit up in my frigerator
Sometime I hustle from the circle
Put food on my table
I'm down to die on my time
Sometimes I am terrified[00:06.15]What place does a wordsmith have[00:08.43]In a visually stimulated world[00:10.90]It's like the words I once
sometime... sometime understand
Understand the reason why the world became this way
Shades of the remaining dust of mine
Dust I'm spreading when we're you
and was raised, In place
Where its hot in the shade
Like ninety six degrees almost every single day
We Lighting up my green
And then I pass it
up in a Bentley (Bentley) not dead but empty (Empty)
Don't be fake friendly, left by many
Left by many
This shit feels heavy, nah
Life so crazy
People
the days go by like the shade of shadows
If you're alive today
Put your hands up in the sky and wave
I'm looking up to the brighter days
Living my dreams
all I'll ever know
I just wanna fly by
I enjoyed all the times that I spent with you
But now I'm a certain shade of blue
All without you
Fly me
times I lied
Can't swallow my pride
That Shit really hurt me inside
Sometimes I just wanna die don't let myself cry
I rather get high to get by
the corner of the sky.
And destiny is blocked by the shade of a wandering specter
Don't stand in my way.
I think I might have a job to do!
It's time to roll
Sometimes I find myself sinking[00:17.54]Into a Wikipedia loop[00:20.67]I click on each and every link[00:23.97]'Till they all turn dark
Cuz Ill cool it by lonely Sometimes need space
Gottem tuned, Locked In
Like How he is popping
Ballin rerocking
All that i been through
Blackened my
Look at my skin it don't crack a bit, factual
Black girls ain't got time for gravity, level up
Heads they be wanting our strategy
That's for sure
I'm in
just a taste from the Funky Human Being
Ain't no misbehavin', ain't no use for ravin'
Surrounded by the people who would stab me in the back
My skin
cop me a German Free bro up in the wing like Sterling
Started to love rapping about pain cah I'm getting paid for the pain that hurt him
And by him, I
Got everything that you wanted
Pieces in place but none of it ever seems perfect
Living by the means of others much like a standstill
Hate to break
Still up in the holdster
It's comin' in the air
Yeah, it's gettin' closer
Chorus
I see life through many shades
Of greys and blacks
gunsmoke in Tokyo
MC's dosey do your mics up in this rodeo
My star roast em up by the thousands, millions, quadrillions
Shuttin down national state buildings
I don't even tint it
You should know who's in it
You should know who's in it
Sometimes I put my shades on just
So you can't see my pain
Other times
Sometimes,[00:04.50]when I'm in the club[00:06.91]people look at me[00:09.22]Like I'm something on display[00:11.71]I'm Rosie baby.[00:14.62]And this
Versace the lenses to block out the shade
I been sippin that wock, no, not no minute maid
Y'all claim that you love me, but you never stayed
And I'm dressed
collar
Bite your fingerprints, make the cops nog you
98, wait, service applead, rated top dollar
Escape jake fakin plot a lot hotter
Fake snakes smilin
to show 'em the love
I'd even take a beating
If it's death then I'll be taking that slug
I remember watching you get your change
Pulling up in that '98
found you in pain
Broken man
Waiting to be fixed by me
Waiting for my healing
Are you my dream man?
Your hair, long to make me touch it
Those eyes,
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