Free Doom ft. Ci Lyrics

I'm done playing stupid

Seen it like a movie

I've come to conclusion

Life really illusion

Lucid dream, you up in my living room

Obscure but oh so sure

I miss you, wait fuck you

You did the unthinkable

You the reason I'm drinking more

Smoke leaves my lips

Roach burning my finger tips

Conscious starts to slip

I been getting too keen with this

Interstellar trip

Gripping on amethyst

Provision not amateur

Kyrie couldn't handle her

Flicking up this piece for peace of mind

But I'm really lying I'm really dying I'm really trying I'm really crying

I'm at the line, I'm finished

Thoughts still racing, mental breaking

Goals I'm chasing, pain escaping

Freedom, man we dumb

Get cheese, run

Mice, scrolling green thumbs

Scared for future sons

Clutching on a gun

Same cycle spun

Devil's only won

When intellect gets to connect and intercepts the soul

A solar flare results you feel the pull like its a black hole

Aiming at the neck cant redirect this weight its got some pull

I'm typing this from desks at work, so I can feel some kinda' whole

Nothing logical about this logic bro

I run through days with no script like I forgot the code

Youth skipping school, they catching rides to pick up cannabis

Please adjust, shed the light on ways to run the digits up

Businesses, making trusts

Secure the funds , Experian

Got past life experience

Yeah we always been them ones

Akashic records, sick like Tetanus

Build like Tetris, get the message

Black homeless man in all white

I seen an angel

Wait til' conscious black men reunite

They all in danger

Living water

Christ blood

We seen the slaughter

We alchemists

Fuck entertainers

Righteous brainers

Self saviors

Smoking making music pots and pans and I'm steady cheffing

Presence never honest of what's true to be expected

Mama always had a reason to be stressing

I live my life to find a different route to what we're destined

I'm speaking soft like cotton mouth but dryer when she texted

I'm tryna vouch for less is more and gain rapport for closing open doors

Blessings to the youngings living life outside their vocal cord

Pray you soar, past the pushing papers handing in reports

I'm done playing stupid

Seen it like a movie

I've come to conclusion

Life really illusion