Fold
Look into my eyes
You can see
Real life
Traumatized human being
When I'm falling
Who I'm calling
When in need
I hit the street
Then pull up on the scene
Third shot fourth shot, yea I'm outta here
Another round, they probably drag me out of here
Burning tire, smell the rubber when I'm outta there
Liquid courage for my powers I don't gotta care
I was a permanent passenger
I fold my hands when I need
Too bad I feel like an amateur
I never wanted to bleed
Benefit the powerful
They see differently
Hold you to the cannibals that battle who we be
Well, I wanna leave in peace
Peace is what I ask for
Every day I walk this asphalt
And want to blast off
How I get a laugh off?
Can't you tell my path off?
Oh they think I'm tripping
Man, I'm tripping off that bath salt
Mhm mhm
There they go
Talking till they bleeding
Out their stupid little tongue
Drown me in their failures
But they ain't doing much
Insecure projections
Got them losing out on, love
I was a permanent passenger
I fold my hands when I need
Too bad I feel like an amateur
I never wanted to bleed
Benefit the powerful
They see differently
Hold you to the cannibals that battle who we be
Well, I wanna leave in peace
You can see
Real life
Traumatized human being
When I'm falling
Who I'm calling
When in need
I hit the street
Then pull up on the scene
Third shot fourth shot, yea I'm outta here
Another round, they probably drag me out of here
Burning tire, smell the rubber when I'm outta there
Liquid courage for my powers I don't gotta care
I was a permanent passenger
I fold my hands when I need
Too bad I feel like an amateur
I never wanted to bleed
Benefit the powerful
They see differently
Hold you to the cannibals that battle who we be
Well, I wanna leave in peace
Peace is what I ask for
Every day I walk this asphalt
And want to blast off
How I get a laugh off?
Can't you tell my path off?
Oh they think I'm tripping
Man, I'm tripping off that bath salt
Mhm mhm
There they go
Talking till they bleeding
Out their stupid little tongue
Drown me in their failures
But they ain't doing much
Insecure projections
Got them losing out on, love
I was a permanent passenger
I fold my hands when I need
Too bad I feel like an amateur
I never wanted to bleed
Benefit the powerful
They see differently
Hold you to the cannibals that battle who we be
Well, I wanna leave in peace
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Collado
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