Bledsoe

In the dark shadows of history

Lie legends of lost civilizations

Whose kings ruled with the power of gods

Only to crumble into the dust of time

I just be asking for some toll, I don't choose friends

So attached to niggas' growth, it'd be loose ends

Challenging for most when the truth's in

I had to battle with them goals, groove sins

Balance what I know and this new trend

Of niggas flattered with results

It only matter when it's close, he too pressed

Watch his battery explode, boom

Guess it had to be the bro, be you next

Regret laughing 'til I sulked to subdue stress

I dreamt having me a home, I soon rest

The moon glad to be alone (all by myself)

The truth gradually exposed, it rules best

It's new factors in control, so it's new test

Too tapped in to the road, I ain't blew yet

Was too passive to emote, tryn' prove strength

It do damage to your soul, my shoes bled

A few travel with the post but a few dead

Few cackled at my lows, they in huge debt

Them shackles getting broke

I got nothing to say about these things I write

I mean, I just write 'em, I don't have to say anything about 'em

I don't write for any reason, there's no great message

I mean, if you wanna tell other people that, go ahead and tell 'em

It's the critics' biggest critic

Of course, I'm cynical, how you a cynic if you never did it?

The symptoms of cynicism right when I was in a rhythm

Tried to kick him, I tried to listen

It just fucked with my intentions

Fucked up my attention, I should just shut up, I'm venting

(Sorry, just venting) But did I mention?

Just with my pen, my presence

Ain't no limit to what I could do

Where I could get, but I admit I was confused

Was the success, I wasn't convinced

Not yet, never thought I would miss

But I did, but I smoked so many spliffs

Nah, I never miss any hit

The missus is drenched in some shit that is French

Some friends always got fresh, got him a stench

I got one too, my boo like mine the best

She said, "When you win?" I been been, she tend to forget

I been in the stand, she been a ten since we met

And since then, I've been obsessed

She was aware I was depressed

So we said should see a therapist, to where I went instead

Just copped a new pair of kicks

A lil' dope, not heroin

Heralded as a new hope, act like I don't care a bit

As long as I have an old friend I can share it with

I, I would start out, I would know what I wanted to say

Before I wrote the song and I would say it, you know

It never really would come out exactly the, the way

The way I thought it would

What came up, you know, I touched it, you know

But now, I just write a song, you know

Like I know that it's just gonna be alright, you know

And I don't really know exactly what it's all about

But I do know the uh, the minutes

And the layers of what it's all about