Hanoir Video (MV)

Life was looking one way
Now it's looking another
Failed the f*cking drug test Tuesday
Cannot forget that I'm a stoner
Else I'll just might move to crack
Don't wanna go back to when we were in our dark thoughts
Feeling lost and believing in a Christian god
I only trust in myself
It's me and nobody else
I figured that out when I saw every action and word deep down was selfish
Everyone's taking the piss
I don't wanna deal with that shit
Life is just the start of your ending
There ain't no more f*cking pretending that I gotta be here
Suffering through tears from the weakhearted that'll end up damaging me far down the year
Well I'll just sit down, only move when I need

Really shoulda got them all windows tinted
Bitches brew, we menage in a minute
Your pussy fire but my soul is esprit
I speak your mind when there's no one to hear it
When I'm a ghost and there's no one to hear me
Can you say that you need me now?

(Lay down and take your rest
Will you lay your head now up on your savior's breast?)

I guess that I could say that
For the past couple days
I've been circling away from toxic traits
Mama wait, I gotta say something
I hope these dollars numb the pain
A hundred on my face, still be starving
Just in case I want you to say nothing
Not a complaint, I'm unbothered but no solace remains
The silence negates the cold hearted debate that flows outta my brain
And falls down in disgrace
My bitch full dom, try to make a bottom of me
The way she hustle take the pride outta me
She hear me tussle, almost cry in my sleep
Tell her she don't gotta love me, just lie on repeat
Often times I was hungry but I just scrambled for weed
Often times not a buddy who could study on me
Figure while I'm under pressure who gon' check up on me?
A house full of egos who stay decked at the seams
And I ain't 'bout let up
Run your check up my sleeve
A smart way to bread up, making sure your fam don't eat
I know time ain't gon' wait, it put my heroes to sleep
Only time I had a hero was when they ego diseased
All day fevered up, teeing off the disease
Weed sparked, chiefing up til we feeling free

(I bid you goodnight, lord goodnight, goodnight)