Lyrics

I'm about to slip into depressed Program as a child like I get it from the nest Cancer season in the city, got me feeling in a mess Digging at my chest, not living in the moment, only tripling the stress Breathe baby breathe, I'm revisiting the breath doubt up in the head, saying you a little mess Worth a little less than you'd guess I'm a villain in the flesh, yet I'm diligent and blessed Shit, shit I'm mixed in a mess Pulling tarot cards, I've been digging in the deck I need me some answers for the feelings in my chest That been building to my neck Throat chakra blocked, I need healing, I need rest Hours in the bed, I need a billion at best I need presence on the breath, need to chill and decompress Re-adjust Throw away the phone, loose addiction to the tech Authentic energy is only getting my respect Blue spirlina lemonade oh that shit is a flex Barefoot in the sun and I've been deepening the breath Stretching out my body, boy I need to decompress Ascending on a trip, if you agree to lead the steps Blue spirlina lemonade oh that shit is a flex Meditative mind and now the ink is on my neck Why you here invading me? Throat chakra block, baby what you trying to say to me? Mean voices in the head and that shit ain't okay with me You playing me, you making me think the rapper character I came to be Just ain't for me, like why? Why you gotta go comparing all my art Bringing fear into the pot Seeing rappers landing on the charts Saying that they special and apparently I'm not That's the cherry on the top Joe Dispenza meditation, we attracting I can see the venues and the people packed in The dream's amassing, I've seen it happen But past programs got me reacting Repeating actions, mean voices in me attacking Ice cold like she Alaskan Under all that anger I see you sad and I see between the fragments I can see you really need some deep compassion I can see you really need a deep breath I am not your guru, I ain't teaching you like Jesus I just wanna see you go redeem what you need plus Wanna see you mean less Me and shorty in the jungle, Costa Rican queen bed Had to leave America, like fuck all that convenience Happy in the jungle eating coconuts and peanuts Growing what I need up Gemini dream with a Libra I don't need much They don't never get me and I know they never will They be going quick, I'm just trying to hold it still Present in the moment, I ain't going for the bills Breaking in the shoe, like I done broken in the skill Music going crazy, I ain't hoping that it will Can't stop it, it's a consequence of focus on the field I unfolded and revealed inner critic Need some loving, need some yoga, not a pill Need a moment, holding still, bro chill Throw away the phone, loose addiction to the tech Authentic energy is only getting my respect Blue spirlina lemonade oh that shit is a flex Barefoot in the sun and I've been deepening the breath Stretching out my body, boy I need to decompress Ascending on a trip, if you agree to lead the steps Blue spirlina lemonade oh that shit is a flex Meditative mind and now the ink is on my neck
Writer(s): Arianna Wesner, Sergey Malakhov Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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