SB.TV - Braydon | Warm Up Sessions : SBTV lyrics

[Verse 1] Smoking so much weed I'm not surprised if my lungs bleed It's like a mist, I cannot see and now I miss the fantasy That I dream, when I was young and you'd agree what I've become Is such a fraction of the dreams that I'll achieve before I'm done Now I'm dumb, I f** the smoke, the Summer's done, now I'm broke Still tryna smoke and take a toke Wish it over now I'm soaked, the rain is pouring take it slow Getting boring in this world Tryna figure out my role in this confusing bag of folks We go for gold and never know If we evolve or go on backwards They just trap us now we're trappers And it's static in this faction We live for these distractions, now reality is taxed And yeah it's hurting, but I'ma hold the world and take the burden They say I got the spark of light but what about the burning? I've been on the floor but now the table's turning and I'm certain Is it working? Do I care about the flirting or the serpents in my circle Is it worth it? Is it worthless with no purpose? As a person, we're just tryna fill our wallets and our purses But this curse has been a**erted, to distract and close the curtain This is circus of the truth Now I'm immersing in this learning, it's concerning We're returning to the start and think we're earning what is money Our currency is currently just debt And debt is like a promise to be working for a cheque that means nothing It's less than what we make it will affect We give it value to our d**h but we can't take it to the next life I can't change the world, but I best try It's bad to hold it in when I feel pain? Well I best cry to the next time I get vexed high When I get sliced and the next guy Then I stop myself, and see the truth I'm looking into the next eye And my mind's open, it's hoping The hopeless moping of homeless turned to soldiers Growed to devote their soul to the stone and their empty and broken Lost ones, eventually home with their own and it's over So I can kick back with my Corona... Wait, why am I drinking? It's a hard place, and a boulder I drink so I can be bolder And motorboat with a bo*er with hoes involved in the coldest side of life Well this ain't really real What's really real is how I feel so I decide to take a pill This coward life will stop you living I ain't tryna lie so stop the joking and the kidding Stop the hoaxing and the k**ing It's emotional, this feeling I'm tryna find the reason for the pain And why they grinning? 'cause I'm pacing up and down and wonder why they're chasing women, not the truth And the success and it s**s, yes In this f**ed mess with the ruse that ain't true What, you think the world just ain't you? The ain't no good and bad, we don't act like saints do It's a mixture of them both, like a giant made soup We're just floating through existence, making measurements, confused Because time don't exist when we die So we just spend eternity, dealing with our lives