NO VACANCY
It's no vacancy in my heart for the faint of heart
On my mama, when I'm getting to the mic I'ma make a mark
Came here to spread my wings, spent too much sitting in the dark
Road less traveled, still stinging hard
Sitting coughing
Reflecting on losses often
Friends come and go
At least I'm not back on the cough meds
The summertime sadness travels into the winter
I'm turning piss into wine
That was last December
Sinful my absence was
Lucky none of them even made a fuss
Kept quiet, now I'm going harder than my engine was
Traveling the hillsides, tryna find my real mind
Mama called, I'm still fine
Heard the lies in realtime
Hating how I kill time
Words tumble as I crumple the page
I sit and wonder about a number of things
The numbers on your door and on your plate still burned into my brain
I miss the love but got no time to waste
With my hand around your waist
Things changed, I come to find my place
Sitting in the middle of the storm
In the months before
Heart open wide, still I close the door
Sitting writing, nothing more
Still ain't really ever sure
Still ain't really found a course
Feels like I've sailed over every shore
When this boat hits the fucking wall I'ma show em all
I don't give a damn if I'm insecure
Say less til you motherfuckers start doing more
Scared that I'ma lose it all
In the blink of an eye
Problems crowd around me, still, I'ma try
This shit's a testament, I'll rest in it the rest of my life
The storm's on the horizon, but I got tears in my eyes
I'm gon' be alright
Shit changed now we seeing the light
Doing the right things the wrong way is just as good as doing it right
Hands at 10 and 2 and still got my eyes on the prize
Another day spent mumbling phrases 'til I'm getting it right
Another day spent mumbling phrases 'til I'm getting it right
On my mama, when I'm getting to the mic I'ma make a mark
Came here to spread my wings, spent too much sitting in the dark
Road less traveled, still stinging hard
Sitting coughing
Reflecting on losses often
Friends come and go
At least I'm not back on the cough meds
The summertime sadness travels into the winter
I'm turning piss into wine
That was last December
Sinful my absence was
Lucky none of them even made a fuss
Kept quiet, now I'm going harder than my engine was
Traveling the hillsides, tryna find my real mind
Mama called, I'm still fine
Heard the lies in realtime
Hating how I kill time
Words tumble as I crumple the page
I sit and wonder about a number of things
The numbers on your door and on your plate still burned into my brain
I miss the love but got no time to waste
With my hand around your waist
Things changed, I come to find my place
Sitting in the middle of the storm
In the months before
Heart open wide, still I close the door
Sitting writing, nothing more
Still ain't really ever sure
Still ain't really found a course
Feels like I've sailed over every shore
When this boat hits the fucking wall I'ma show em all
I don't give a damn if I'm insecure
Say less til you motherfuckers start doing more
Scared that I'ma lose it all
In the blink of an eye
Problems crowd around me, still, I'ma try
This shit's a testament, I'll rest in it the rest of my life
The storm's on the horizon, but I got tears in my eyes
I'm gon' be alright
Shit changed now we seeing the light
Doing the right things the wrong way is just as good as doing it right
Hands at 10 and 2 and still got my eyes on the prize
Another day spent mumbling phrases 'til I'm getting it right
Another day spent mumbling phrases 'til I'm getting it right
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Writer(s): Levi Hinson
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