Listen to Relapsing (feat. 527 Records & Dwnld) by Jish

Relapsing (feat. 527 Records & Dwnld)

Jish

Hip-Hop/Rap

Lyrics

I've been working hard everyday, taxing Hitting a new PB it's like I'm maxing But the time keeps ticking it's elapsing When reality hits me hard it's just like waxing I've been wishing I was young, I'm relapsing Cause back then in the streets we'd be dancing With our friends it's the jokes we'd be cracking But now we just enacting, the others, there's no passion Right, I know this seems so harsh But the worlds just looking to squash That little innocence left into a slosh Turn those dreams to a corpse, I know I'm spitting bars Check it, yeah I said check it once again With that phone in your hands no you ain't zen I can't remember but I wanna go back when I could just walk up to someone and ask them would you be my friend people been looking for the easy way in All they know how to do is just pretend That they've been working hard like real men But in reality you go out and see they shoot up tren Twitter fingers they be talking tough they like feathers, I said baby I just caught your bluff With your family I know that you ain't talk enough And all of this just kinda seems wrong, yeah life is getting rough Yeah, all my friends been puffing fumes First it was the weed and now they thinking shrooms We all done graduated, no cap but from the zoom now I'm passing on the torch to Yung Sidy, it's late June I was in my feels, yeah I was in my feels Ain't a nice guy, no I really do it Trying to play it right with you, I can't even go through it Step up to my side, yeah it got a kick to it I don't even drive, yeah I let the Benz do it Know you wasting all my time think about you Know whatever that I said I was about to And when the music always come in I ain't listening So when you coming back cause I already miss you Nike's on my feet we run it up just like a track line He ran up on my cousin, take him down we playin bag pipes You know it get dark, light them up just like a flashlight Know she ambidextrous (left, right) hit the back side Know she hit the backside Fuck it up, the east side I live on the seaside She just want her feet tied Ah, send them all down, let me clear up the whole westside I know they scared of me but I might give them the best life
Writer(s): Siddharth Shah Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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