SMOKE SCREEN ft. Kermode Zay, Rob Buck & Neem Lyrics

How many y'all out here really do somethin' ya love?

I mean ya really love not the kinda shit you doin' for a paycheck

I mean the kinda thing you do on ya own

When the days treat you wrong

Now ya only trouble's where's the day went?

'Cause most my life I would've told you yeah this makes me happy

But truth be told I was doin' that shit for other people

Talkin' different dressin' different

Start to wear my pants saggy

Tryna put on a persona just to get approval

Eighth grade decided I should join the football team

And for a while man that shit was fun I can't lie

But later I was miserable shit just wasn't for me

But I stuck with it for the jacket call it ego with pride

And lookin' back I let some good things pass me on by

But I ain't got no regrets

Man that's life and you live and you learn

And then it's onto the next

Every opportunity's a lesson

And every missed opportunity's an opportunity to go and get the next one

So learn from your mistakes

And never make the same one twice

And never let your passions be held back by a vice

You gotta be smart and know when to fold

But you never gon' pass go if you too scared to take a roll of the dice

So never let what others say stop you from pursuin' your dreams

Don't need a couple of cars that shit ain't all that it seems

All you ever need is all that makes you happy in life

All you ever need is all that makes you happy in life

Ayo ayo

Light up the bong it's time to puncture our fuckin' lungs

Feel the smoke roll down my tongue as it tightens up my airway

I gotta stay strong my lungs are tougher than your gun

Never choke go for a run as my eyesight scans the fairway

You scary to look at man your face is so hurrendous

The way you talkin' down onto fuckers it's so offensive

You racist piece of shit I'mma shoot you in the dick

Then I'll laugh at you at how I just gave your pussy ass a clit

Maybe now you'll sit maybe think twice before what you say

Maybe zip yo shit before you get your ass taken away

By the natty forces of life or the shit that you inevitably caused

After all the shit you said you gettin' lit up yo ass finna need some gauze

I wish I could hit pause or maybe play life lil' slower

All you headass motherfuckers turn our planet to a scorcher

I'm just tryna bind myself to the Earth and let her live forever

Let the birds fly the trees grow and flow up to the ether

Feelin' discontent I need to disconnect to get correct

I'm wastin' time the internet my personal pack of cigarettes

Seven minutes off my life I'm seven minutes less in debt

Just trippin' steps and sinkin' sand the hand of time around my neck

It's grippin' closed I stay composed

The stranglehold don't take effect upon me

You could drown me but I'll still come back with extra breath

I'm sick to death of choose-to-lose and goin' crazy

Starin' at my shoes I raise my gaze to make the skies be what my eyes reflect

Hopes and dreams are rendered down for endless ways to chase a check

If money isn't power how the fuck does Elon get respect

Billionaires and cowards to the god of wealth will genuflect

You are what you consume so your identities are incorrect

He seeks the truth but what's the use

He views the darkness held to light

He pours the juice but what's the use

He just deludes another night

He lights the fuse but what's the use

He used to burn it twice as bright

Used to burn it twice as bright

Used to burn it twice as bright

Going insane

Prayin' to destiny show me a lane

Stressing incessantly over a system that presently seems without reason or gain

I could just go with the flow and pretend not to know I'm another pawn within the game

Better to move without knowing the truth or whatever you do the world ain't gonna change

Put me in chains make the arrangements

Couple of strangers stare in my face

Flash in my eyes to have me neuralized

Seein' nothin leave my memory erased

Knock me unconscious

Fill up my thoughts with simple distraction to manage the pain

I don't want it all just give me a taste

Layin' up at home feelin' outta place

I could disappear without leavin' a trace

I could let my feelings take over my brains

I could just quit lookin' over my shoulder and focus on what's been in front of my face

A smoke screen really chokin' up my airflow

I'm barebones I don't care though