Coffee Cups
Yeah
Coffee cups with a spliff in the middle
Vinyl spinning as I scribble on this paper reminiscing a little
I took my two sense turned it into a nickel
The complexity of life got me stuck in a pickle
Used to think it was a game with a ball and a dribble
Until it dropped me on my ass realizing I got nothing
Fucked around in school so I ain't got no fucking future
Destined for desk jobs and sitting behind computers
Unless my music pops off and pays the bills
But as of now nobody takes me serious
It's making me delirious
Hella fucking furious
I keep in mind good things take time
About to turn nineteen wishing I could rewind
Remember chillin with some honey's got me drunk off the wine
Now I'm confined to this house as I'm drawing the blinds
I'd rather be alone fuck going outside
Took a sip from my coffee and it was cold
My hand starts to hurts from jotting down all these notes
I check the time and I'm almost late for work
I got lost inside my mind while I writing this verse
Tomorrow comes faster while yesterday is gone
Find forever in the present cause it never lasts long
This Life is temporary like some green in a bong
Like the drums in this song
But I'm hoping I'm wrong, shit
Coffee cups with a spliff in the middle
Vinyl spinning as I scribble on this paper reminiscing a little
I took my two sense turned it into a nickel
The complexity of life got me stuck in a pickle
Used to think it was a game with a ball and a dribble
Until it dropped me on my ass realizing I got nothing
Fucked around in school so I ain't got no fucking future
Destined for desk jobs and sitting behind computers
Unless my music pops off and pays the bills
But as of now nobody takes me serious
It's making me delirious
Hella fucking furious
I keep in mind good things take time
About to turn nineteen wishing I could rewind
Remember chillin with some honey's got me drunk off the wine
Now I'm confined to this house as I'm drawing the blinds
I'd rather be alone fuck going outside
Took a sip from my coffee and it was cold
My hand starts to hurts from jotting down all these notes
I check the time and I'm almost late for work
I got lost inside my mind while I writing this verse
Tomorrow comes faster while yesterday is gone
Find forever in the present cause it never lasts long
This Life is temporary like some green in a bong
Like the drums in this song
But I'm hoping I'm wrong, shit
Credits
Writer(s): Brodi Henderson
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