Wasting
I feel like an open verse, sixteens turn into days
Your final mix downs won't even touch my rough draft WAVs
I won't notice if I'm worse than I was yesterday, but bitch, I been down and out, I'll make You feel the same way
If I could make up what I've felt, I'd have black matter in my hands
My fingers break under the weight of pressure passed down in advance
Fuck giving myself room to grow, I need to change, soon as I can
I try my best best, but nothing ever lines up with my plans, yeah
Fuck a spliff, I'ma face up both a blunt and smoke
I filled my shit, cigarette resin coats my throat
I'm a fog machine, bout to burn up and die slow
Too much tar in me, could prolly scrape enough to load a bowl, yeah
Ey, sixteens turn into days
Your final mix downs won't even touch my rough draft WAVs
I won't notice if I'm worse than I was, yesterday, but bitch, I been down and out, I'll make You feel the same way
I feel like an open verse, sixteens turn into days
Your final mix downs won't even touch my rough draft WAVs
I won't notice if I'm worse than I was, yesterday, but bitch, I been down and out, I'll make You feel the same way
Your final mix downs won't even touch my rough draft WAVs
I won't notice if I'm worse than I was yesterday, but bitch, I been down and out, I'll make You feel the same way
If I could make up what I've felt, I'd have black matter in my hands
My fingers break under the weight of pressure passed down in advance
Fuck giving myself room to grow, I need to change, soon as I can
I try my best best, but nothing ever lines up with my plans, yeah
Fuck a spliff, I'ma face up both a blunt and smoke
I filled my shit, cigarette resin coats my throat
I'm a fog machine, bout to burn up and die slow
Too much tar in me, could prolly scrape enough to load a bowl, yeah
Ey, sixteens turn into days
Your final mix downs won't even touch my rough draft WAVs
I won't notice if I'm worse than I was, yesterday, but bitch, I been down and out, I'll make You feel the same way
I feel like an open verse, sixteens turn into days
Your final mix downs won't even touch my rough draft WAVs
I won't notice if I'm worse than I was, yesterday, but bitch, I been down and out, I'll make You feel the same way
Credits
Writer(s): Brett Hayes
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