Thinkin back, it seems the good days pass Thinkin on a half empty glass, how time moves fast Been contemplating the past, good times don't last Back down in this rut, thought I had left this path Hindsight is clarity so appreciate what you have Or you'll be down bad reminiscing about what you had Sittin at that bar stool with your thoughts in your hand With your hat over your eyes without the strength to stand All the smoke in this room makin' me cough and hack I run the beat back and pour my pain out on the track No air left in my lungs so it all fades to black Livin this pack mentality gettin lost in the stack This is real rap, my blood leakin out like sap Seein red and makin this bed laid out on my back Everytime it rains its like a new shade of black Feeling all these emotions that she thought I had lacked
@TokeDaddy3000 Жыл бұрын
Keep goin bro! This shit is beautiful
@koreyj1987 Жыл бұрын
This in the deep end 💪
@ZEKAIMUSIC Жыл бұрын
sample reminds me of carolina on my mind. sheesh good times