Buried ft. BrickGangCeo Lyrics

And you'll be a man for yourself, Joe

Joe, you had a dream

So I had a dream

So we can bury the dream

I'm too uncomfortable, like I keep hella rocks in my shoes

I hear it all the time, I know I'm not no regular dude

Just open your ears, the only thing I speak is the truth

I'm touchin' chicken, so I keep a real fox in my coop

These niggas goof troop, don't even try to mention a rival

Ahead of who I'm writin' scripture, put my words in a bible

They say that art is a woman, now I'm bout to revive her

She got on apple bottom jeans, I'm tryna get up in cider

I don't got time for the stupid shit, you a imbecile

I'm civil still, one medical bill could kill the real

The only way to save yourself is put your name on a deal

And even at that point in time, you trade your health for a mil

Psilocybin in my coffee today

I don't got mushroom for the hate, they mad they can't get a plate

Cus bitch, I'm eatin' real good, like I got crumbs on my face

I'm chasin' elevated sensations, can't get a break

It's easy, that's what they say, but I can't make it appear

Just give me a couple years, I'm overseas with my peers

Too many tears, it left a trail, I see it from here

I'm Mike Tyson, give me a second and lend me a ear

Aw man, I keep fuckin' up, now I lost so I am

Aw man, I can't fuck it up, not no flash in the pan

Don't understand me, it's cool, cause you don't think that I can

Win a Grammy, take my profits, spend it all on some land

Don't run from me, I'm like the shadow at the bottom of stairs

I'm gonna get you if you look back, I'm standin' right here

I'm in the kitchen with biscuit mixers, I'm stayin' prepared

It's overwhelming in here

I had no support back then, had a nigga stressin' jail time

I was young and dumb, seen a judge for a weapon

The environment I'm livin' might cost me, I'm goin' through it

Shootouts on the block, they try to op me

Session 8, the bill's still late, nigga, this the projects

Drug houses, I slept in this bitch like we ain't on yet

First hit, I done threw like seven, had my palms sweaty, can't miss

Every song a hit, they overlooked me

Times it feel outta reach, my nigga twins, said keep pushin

Times they raid at the crib, I try to keep profit

Nigga gon' bring the whole block down, he can't keep quiet

Who I'ma vent to, now he gone now I suffer in silence

Damn, I just buried my feelings, they on the East Coast

If you find it, bring it back, I think I lost my soul

If you find it, bring it back, I think I need some help

Where they at, nowhere around, I'm thuggin' by myself