Rooftops
I'm tryna get back on
To the roof tops
Far from from home
Where I belong
Nicotine burns my throat
I still smoke
Tryna get back on
To the rooftops of
Away from earth
Liquor makes me sick
But i still sip
Aye
I still sip
I still smoke
Nicotine burns my throat
Nicotine
I still
I stil
Woah
I gotta go mix up the potion I'm ready float
Quiet on my accomplishments
A lot of y'all just boast
I'm solo I pull up go up to shows
Bust out a set
Then go ghost
Stuck between where walls meet
A perfect picture painted on the canvas
I used to have lucid dreams about the future
The future is now and the present and it's hard to manage
A brush stroke yet along a masterpiece
Expertly expressive
Overly drawn in my perspectives
Caught in life's electives
Introspective
From a birds view
She always checking on my mental
Say I'm good
She's a mechanic
Pops my hood
I'm tryna get back on
To the roof tops
Far from from home
Where I belong
Nicotine burns my throat
I still smoke
Tryna get back on
To the rooftops of
Away from earth
Liquor makes me sick
But i still sip
Aye
I still sip
I still smoke
Nicotine burns my throat
Nicotine
I still
I stil
Woah
Is it depression or anxiety
Idk
Something different going on inside of me
Hyper fixated til I'm inebriated stuck up on my words
Could tell that was jokes
Mind racing
But a vacant canvas
Maybe I paint it
Compliments a foreign language
Consistent with the content
Everything I drop
My greatest hit
You said live and let go
Fuck no
It's tit for tat
I hold no grudge but remember that
Do me wrong you getting smacked
Dobbie rolled it's getting fat
Lazy boy
I'm Siting back
Watching paper stacked
It's kinda crazy how the pyrite turned to gold
When the rain stops the true colors really start to show
Panoramic views from the rooftops
Called an angel number but my guardian angel ghosted me
Dial tones ended calls
Harmonic tones the same to me
Camera roll looking like a haunting
Who knew i was medium
Communion with the dead
Words left unsaid
I face my problems in darkness
I steep and stew in silence
Pacifists
I try to avoid the violence
I'm on a new diet
Keto now
Cut the carbs out
Get the good shit in
Breathe what the trees putting out
I'm tryna get back on
To the roof tops
Far from from home
Where I belong
Nicotine burns my throat
I still smoke
Get back on
To the rooftops of
Away from earth
Liquor makes me sick
But i still sip
But i still sip
Aye
I still sip
I still smoke
Nicotine burns my throat
Nicotine
I still
I stil
Woah
To the roof tops
Far from from home
Where I belong
Nicotine burns my throat
I still smoke
Tryna get back on
To the rooftops of
Away from earth
Liquor makes me sick
But i still sip
Aye
I still sip
I still smoke
Nicotine burns my throat
Nicotine
I still
I stil
Woah
I gotta go mix up the potion I'm ready float
Quiet on my accomplishments
A lot of y'all just boast
I'm solo I pull up go up to shows
Bust out a set
Then go ghost
Stuck between where walls meet
A perfect picture painted on the canvas
I used to have lucid dreams about the future
The future is now and the present and it's hard to manage
A brush stroke yet along a masterpiece
Expertly expressive
Overly drawn in my perspectives
Caught in life's electives
Introspective
From a birds view
She always checking on my mental
Say I'm good
She's a mechanic
Pops my hood
I'm tryna get back on
To the roof tops
Far from from home
Where I belong
Nicotine burns my throat
I still smoke
Tryna get back on
To the rooftops of
Away from earth
Liquor makes me sick
But i still sip
Aye
I still sip
I still smoke
Nicotine burns my throat
Nicotine
I still
I stil
Woah
Is it depression or anxiety
Idk
Something different going on inside of me
Hyper fixated til I'm inebriated stuck up on my words
Could tell that was jokes
Mind racing
But a vacant canvas
Maybe I paint it
Compliments a foreign language
Consistent with the content
Everything I drop
My greatest hit
You said live and let go
Fuck no
It's tit for tat
I hold no grudge but remember that
Do me wrong you getting smacked
Dobbie rolled it's getting fat
Lazy boy
I'm Siting back
Watching paper stacked
It's kinda crazy how the pyrite turned to gold
When the rain stops the true colors really start to show
Panoramic views from the rooftops
Called an angel number but my guardian angel ghosted me
Dial tones ended calls
Harmonic tones the same to me
Camera roll looking like a haunting
Who knew i was medium
Communion with the dead
Words left unsaid
I face my problems in darkness
I steep and stew in silence
Pacifists
I try to avoid the violence
I'm on a new diet
Keto now
Cut the carbs out
Get the good shit in
Breathe what the trees putting out
I'm tryna get back on
To the roof tops
Far from from home
Where I belong
Nicotine burns my throat
I still smoke
Get back on
To the rooftops of
Away from earth
Liquor makes me sick
But i still sip
But i still sip
Aye
I still sip
I still smoke
Nicotine burns my throat
Nicotine
I still
I stil
Woah
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Writer(s): Z-undre Robinson
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