C.P.R.
All these things in my mind
Tryna find a reason something to believe in
I've been dreaming of a life
CPR CPR
CPR feel my heart thru the ribcage
All I ever did was pray to God to get paid
But most days I wake up it's hard to explain
Why the people that I love wanna split ways
It's all good just don't ask how my day went
Cause in my hood people sell they kids to pay rent
And if you ever dare miss another payment
You get ya bones and ya blood mixed with the pavement
I seen a Bird get its Beak Busted by a Brick
The same kid that did it end up jumping off a cliff
At first I wanted to ask him why he did what he did
Until I looked around and saw the ghetto project where we live
I'm from where if it's freedom what you fight for
You end up getting 45 years in a psych ward
Scrolling thru my iPhone running outta serotonin
Runnin outta reasons why I should care if you notice
All these things in my mind
Tryna find a reason something to believe in
I've been dreaming of a life
CPR CPR
I lived in neighborhoods I wish I didn't have to
Crooked Kids bringing live chickens to the classroom
And if the teacher told us that the homework is past due
We'd hog tie his body down force feed him cat food
Fast forward to the days in the white coat
Tryna turn my brain lobes to a bright light bulb
Eyes buried in the library going psycho
Fallin asleep head Bob no Sideshow
I'm in a system that tries to tell me who I am
Fell down a hunnid thousand times but I still advanced
It's hard to hold back the tears like I don't give a damn
So when I make it best believe it's camel suede in the lamb
Just a glimpse at environments I been in
Sick of tryna vent
Sick of being too afraid to be someone that I shoulda been
A long time ago
CPR tat my life on the microphone
All these things in my mind
Tryna find a reason something to believe in
I've been dreaming of a life
CPR CPR
Tryna find a reason something to believe in
I've been dreaming of a life
CPR CPR
CPR feel my heart thru the ribcage
All I ever did was pray to God to get paid
But most days I wake up it's hard to explain
Why the people that I love wanna split ways
It's all good just don't ask how my day went
Cause in my hood people sell they kids to pay rent
And if you ever dare miss another payment
You get ya bones and ya blood mixed with the pavement
I seen a Bird get its Beak Busted by a Brick
The same kid that did it end up jumping off a cliff
At first I wanted to ask him why he did what he did
Until I looked around and saw the ghetto project where we live
I'm from where if it's freedom what you fight for
You end up getting 45 years in a psych ward
Scrolling thru my iPhone running outta serotonin
Runnin outta reasons why I should care if you notice
All these things in my mind
Tryna find a reason something to believe in
I've been dreaming of a life
CPR CPR
I lived in neighborhoods I wish I didn't have to
Crooked Kids bringing live chickens to the classroom
And if the teacher told us that the homework is past due
We'd hog tie his body down force feed him cat food
Fast forward to the days in the white coat
Tryna turn my brain lobes to a bright light bulb
Eyes buried in the library going psycho
Fallin asleep head Bob no Sideshow
I'm in a system that tries to tell me who I am
Fell down a hunnid thousand times but I still advanced
It's hard to hold back the tears like I don't give a damn
So when I make it best believe it's camel suede in the lamb
Just a glimpse at environments I been in
Sick of tryna vent
Sick of being too afraid to be someone that I shoulda been
A long time ago
CPR tat my life on the microphone
All these things in my mind
Tryna find a reason something to believe in
I've been dreaming of a life
CPR CPR
Credits
Writer(s): Eyad Gharaibeh
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