Ferns Lyrics

Eyes rolling under the sun

A star I can outrun

Sunsets, hundreds of guns

Fear of just having fun

Runs interrupted by ferns

Needles passed to their sons

Minds that cannot outrun

Primal instincts and thoughts

'Cause I'm rolling through

'Cause I'm going through

I wanna hit some dudes

Who ain't pay they dues

There's some ladies too

Who think they're in a zoo

But if it's all intent

Then right back we zoom

It's what's up inside

It's what's in your mind

Not the things you spit

Right out your tongue

If it's all the truth

It means some's a lie

And if somebody cries

Then your judgement's fried

Who are you trying to outrun?

Who are you trying to impress?

Is it your family and guns?

Is it all the press?

I know we're all depressed

I know we've all got regrets

But what are we going to do about it?

Will we all regress?

Or will you move forward

Take the weight off your legs

Hit me up on the phone

And tell me the goals you've set

The way your life's gonna go

The way your life's gonna end

Our responsibilities

And how we treat our kin

Cause I'm rolling rolling rolling rolling

Rolling rolling rolling rolling

Through through, through through, through through

Rolling rolling rolling rolling

Rolling rolling rolling rolling

Through through, through through, through through

Starting over again

Wondering if I'll be sober again

Thinking "when's it all gon' begin

Not throwing money I'm throwing my life in

Movie's started I gotta stop starin'

I'm directing my show yeah I'm sharin'

Every hole in my craft I be clearin'

Vultures two my issues can't be glarin'

But I can't

Be starting up again

I'm going up again

I'll run it up again

Whether it's music, acting, media

Every creative in Iraq, yeah we meeting up

We start this this shit, then we beam it up

Start, middle, ending yeah we clean it up

Nobody's gonna make me stop, I'm dressed in Yeezy Uggs

'Cause the truth is

If I stop now

I'ma get piled on 'til I back down

So I got right now

Fight for the crown

Gotta make money flow from the ground's mounds

Life's black and brown

I mean black and white

Just couldn't make it rhyme

But you get it, right?

I'm not funny 'bout my art I'm kinda uptight

Leave this bullshit behind I'ma catch this flight

Eyes rolling under the sun

Harms I cannot outrun

Beam it up to me, I won't run, run

I'll fly away, like a bird