Drop the Bat Pick Up the Feather

Lost hope
I plan to gain today
Visions of becoming what I may
God damn it feels so far away

I'm regaining maintaining
A piece of mind
Get peace of mind
From them jarring
Moments and, my eyes wide
Shut when, them dreams
Appear and it, awakens me
Mama taught ya, it's what you perceive
I wear it on my sleeve
Ten toes down
Can't reach earth, with hyperboles
And my back turn
On the past hurt
It don't last long
We illuminate out of past wrongs
Gotta let it be
And the verdict read
That my raging storm
Fucked me all up
In mental
Kinda hard to disgust
Watch niggas neglect
Progress
My stress
From the streets of Newark
To a college campus
Now what the fuck, have we done
Blunted
And blinded
With bad conditioning
Heart in the city
With pain, in the veins
Tossed up tussled up, ain't
Nobody listening
In a journey where niggas
Celebrate the wake, or bury their born day ones but still there's

Lost hope I plan to gain today
Visions becoming what I may
God damn it feels so far away
God damn it feels so far away

And umm
I want what, I can't have
And umm
Took the, unsteady ass path
Struggle with, this faith and shit
So many dreams differed
Make me feel like faking it
Really making it
My mindset set
On conquest
Out of burdens
And them demons
Appear when, I sleep and shit
Sleeping with plaintiff
Yeah they creeping in
Had a dream of we
Finally being free
Grandma said it's out
Of debree
Ash bottled see, the sunshine in me
Toss and turn
With a fucked belief, and
I can't wake from this
Too paralyzed from which
Came from lows and shit
But really don't worry me tho
High stress cause
Struggle effects, the people
In the midst of it all
Writing missives
Missing my cause
Curated by cards
I've been dealt
Ive be scheming
Hide away from rabbit holes
Shirley said you need some rest time
Thinking you awake
When the rest the world trynna get a 4 for 4
Barely making a dollar
That's why they value at 99cent



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Writer(s): De'von Bostick
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