(Clears Throat)
Look,
Pick up the pieces there's some feelings I'm trying to hollow
This life is easy when you don't care 'bout dyin tomorrow
I'm drinking fiji
Imma be me
That's a dogs cause
High, eating oreos, chillin, watching Bob Ross
It's hard to focus
when you finally come to notice
that your families only hope of being never broke is you
And I'm supposed to do?
My thoughts,
my dreams,
the feelin's I'm writin
these pills, this weed, the fiends, the schemes that I'm fightin,
Yeah I'm trying to live righteous
But the devil be hauntin
all the women be frighten
they just want and keep wantin
all they feel is they feelins
I just feel when I'm cummin
Women just want to be loved
Men just want to be wanted
I just want to be on(?)
I just want to get money
Im refilling the bong
with the thoughts of my hunger
Im rockin shows like the crowd is about to riot
Im on stage by myself and hear the loudest sound of silence
its like
(Verse 2)
Look
Pick up the piece theres some feelin's im tryin to hollow
This life is easy when you dont care about dyin tomorrow
Im pinching treesies out the eighth ball with money I borrowed
from Kyles stache
I know he laugh
I pay him back when I blow
My team admire my (stees?)
They know this man is different
I burn confederate flags in front of Klan members
They know the way that I think
they know my plan, mission,
they don't just love me for me
they love my ambition
because my thoughts are just a gift
that empty bottle stuck between my hands
well thats a fifth
and if I do not stand and take this chance
tehn I'll be a myth
becuase you see a dream without a plan is just a wish
So really Im a wish
Upon a star
from here to Mars
and hope to god I take off and land somewhere
I'll make it
or maybe not
I might fall off
and take a loss and pay the cost
of living in my thoughts
till I get high enough top face it
I'll never fail
(Verse 3)
Look
Pick up the pieces theres some pieces I'm tryin to hollow
life is easy when you dont care about dyin tomorrow
I heard when Im high strung
Its like Im fixing the fold
Jurors say the good die young
when then am I getting to old?
Cause my soul can't take much more of this fate
cause faith bout to break me
cause I swear to god I can feel my nigga Shawn when his mom
was an awe and embrace me
and yes (?)
burned in my chest
then we smoked
then we laughed
till the death
not knowing what was next
I awoke
I was chillin and yawning
Kyle walked into my room
said that you died on that morning
nothing I could do
there was no way to fix it
I thought about your family shit it was so close to christmas
And now I'm numb
and still in shock
I dont know where you are but I know you will save a spot for me and nigga miles
Lyrics Submitted by Z Lee G