Sofas In The Garden Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Couple zoots to be rolled
All this proof that we're cold
Now it's bruising my soul
The past power's how the present and the future is told
I just hope to see my movie is shown
I got that Nubian gold
We had some offers at the office but I'm dubious though
Coz I've heard promise after promise and it's usually broke
I know enough to know myself and know the dos and the don'ts
The views amassed have shown our views are engulfed
We do it year after year again
Had it up here again
Our fans will make it clear to their peers but they ain't hearing them
We've walked alone for most the time that we devote to this grind
I come alive when it's a vibe but still I'm socially shy
I made decisions that I'm living with
Thinking to myself that it'd be different if I didn't ever give a shit
I recognise my privilege
And all that I was given
Take your life and make it riveting
Or make a difference
Coz I was always smart but never holding on to Harvard
I'm from estates where they leave sofas in the garden
The caravan's like an extra room or extension
And there's no telling what some brothers do for attention
I'm used to seeing holes in the wall
The doors broken and cracked
When people over you give alternate facts
You got a whip in the drive but know the motor is frass
So everything that you be posting is gas
I look around and I see nothing that can lift me in Ips
It's fucking depressing
It's either evil or it's regression
I fight these feelings that the weed lessens
I try my best to find my peace but still the screams deafen
Either way I keep stepping
Grateful now I'm aged so I don't need weapons
Always kept myself to myself
Weren't on no seed-spreading
Even from my teen days
I was like 'fuck it' I'ma dream-chase
Yeah
That's the only way
Tryna keep a hold of faith
But no-one really knows their fate
I don't wanna go to waste
Option to settle never goes away
It's pedal to the metal till I own a grave
Might as well
So many people that I tried to tell
But they don't wanna listen till your life excels
Seeing's believing
I'm still screaming free my guys in jail
We like to buy and sell but
They've just gotta different kinda clientele
The broken class
Coz it's not working even though we graft
If you know my parts
So many high as hell and I don't blame em coz I know it's hard
But that road is dark
Couple brothers started smoking and it broke my heart
Honestly
I just try to block it out
I gotta leave
I love my Gs but I've gotta bounce
It's gonna look like stunting
But I'm like Good Will Hunting
I can't wait till I can say that I am not about
Most just want a house but I don't give a fuck
I need the freedom to just hop around so I stop feeling stuck
I'm not about to start flipping grub
To blow it all on bottles now and still be in some shitty club
The jig is up
I'm just grateful I ain't in a rut
Like half the man I see already given up and done resigned
Need to repay myself
Forget all that pain I felt
Coz I even though I hate the world, I still love this life
A couple die and you might question that
Thinking 'bout brother's mum, admiring the strength she has
I realised kinda young that none of this is fair
But I can't sit and stare
Just gotta try to be a better man
Pain all around me, I've cried nuff through the years
And now i'm pouring out my soul
These ain't just words ya hearing
This is real stuff
When I feel I fucked, I don't hear it
But what is grief? If not love persevering