If I told you I had teachers you would say that I am blessed
And If I told you I wanted to make it you would say I'm like the rest
But If I told that those teachers they wanted to make it too
You would say how nice of them to pass those lessons on to you
And if I told you that those teachers never really made it far
You would say this life ain't easy son it's really fucking hard
Now I'm not saying life is easy that's not the point I'm trying to make
I'm saying I'm sick of fake teachers trying to educate
I'm sick of silent moments being filled with propaganda
From some wanna be role-model claiming to have the answers
They preach into my fucking ears until they start to bleed
Do I look like your advice is something I really fucking need?
Did I come to you screaming, crying and begging on my knees?
Like I really need your help, sir! Oh please! Oh please!
No?
Then for fucks sake stop bothering me
The last thing I wanna hear is your "life philosophy"
And I
I see the life, I see the game, I see it everywhere
I see the struggles that they went through tryna make it there
But will I ever see myself the pictures not as clear
A hazy mess of doubt and fear I'm missing blessings here
I never-ever really found my purpose anywhere
I take a drink and write a verse to try to make things clear
I do my work
I try my best
I've got a future here
My mum and dad will be so proud when I get that career
And that degree
And that result
And my prescription off a doctor's note
And I live this life and I walk this path and I take all these queues
Like they were written in stone
I never looked to be a king a champion sat on my thrown
I looked for
Above-average income
A manageable debt-rate
Man I looked at taking this course just to never be a dead-weight
The pressure of failure man I couldn't take it
But the hardest part about living is wondering if you could've made it
Always getting faded
Because you know you're lying to yourself and you fucking hate it you wanna make it
So you have to face it
Yeah
And I
I had this friend who had a girl and man I thought she loved him
He took her to a foreign country now she's acting foreign
'Cause she's ignoring every message he's been tryna' forward
They were together for a year I guess he was too forward
But as a foreword to a story that I shouldn't tell
I wouldn't well
Just wanna lie
I'll keep it real just you and I
The length of verses starting hurting lungs of smokers, papers burning, ashes rising, words escaping from a flame within'
Take in another draw I start to draw out all of my sins onto a page
Think back to walks at 3 am, through empty streets with crowded thoughts of coward thots we took another fucking shot my friend says that he's done
But as soon as he saw the sun he packed-up for Southhampton with a card and his hair done like "good luck at the prom son"
She's a bitch but a loved one
I gotta wait for the next one
I'm hoping I'm praying that that bitch comes real soon like
I went from parties and booze and sleeping in hitting-snooze
To sleeping in hitting-snooze 'cause I was fucking confused about where I wanted my life to be
Started to have some doubts about my sobriety
I have been living a history of mistakes and regrets
For some I've considered my friends I've never stuck out my neck
I've never taken risks my choices posed no threats
But no I know it's time to let go, man it's time to forget
I know that
Hindsight is 20/20, but foresight is 50/50
Whether you're wrong to your right, will always be a mystery
Man simply
And If I told you I wanted to make it you would say I'm like the rest
But If I told that those teachers they wanted to make it too
You would say how nice of them to pass those lessons on to you
And if I told you that those teachers never really made it far
You would say this life ain't easy son it's really fucking hard
Now I'm not saying life is easy that's not the point I'm trying to make
I'm saying I'm sick of fake teachers trying to educate
I'm sick of silent moments being filled with propaganda
From some wanna be role-model claiming to have the answers
They preach into my fucking ears until they start to bleed
Do I look like your advice is something I really fucking need?
Did I come to you screaming, crying and begging on my knees?
Like I really need your help, sir! Oh please! Oh please!
No?
Then for fucks sake stop bothering me
The last thing I wanna hear is your "life philosophy"
And I
I see the life, I see the game, I see it everywhere
I see the struggles that they went through tryna make it there
But will I ever see myself the pictures not as clear
A hazy mess of doubt and fear I'm missing blessings here
I never-ever really found my purpose anywhere
I take a drink and write a verse to try to make things clear
I do my work
I try my best
I've got a future here
My mum and dad will be so proud when I get that career
And that degree
And that result
And my prescription off a doctor's note
And I live this life and I walk this path and I take all these queues
Like they were written in stone
I never looked to be a king a champion sat on my thrown
I looked for
Above-average income
A manageable debt-rate
Man I looked at taking this course just to never be a dead-weight
The pressure of failure man I couldn't take it
But the hardest part about living is wondering if you could've made it
Always getting faded
Because you know you're lying to yourself and you fucking hate it you wanna make it
So you have to face it
Yeah
And I
I had this friend who had a girl and man I thought she loved him
He took her to a foreign country now she's acting foreign
'Cause she's ignoring every message he's been tryna' forward
They were together for a year I guess he was too forward
But as a foreword to a story that I shouldn't tell
I wouldn't well
Just wanna lie
I'll keep it real just you and I
The length of verses starting hurting lungs of smokers, papers burning, ashes rising, words escaping from a flame within'
Take in another draw I start to draw out all of my sins onto a page
Think back to walks at 3 am, through empty streets with crowded thoughts of coward thots we took another fucking shot my friend says that he's done
But as soon as he saw the sun he packed-up for Southhampton with a card and his hair done like "good luck at the prom son"
She's a bitch but a loved one
I gotta wait for the next one
I'm hoping I'm praying that that bitch comes real soon like
I went from parties and booze and sleeping in hitting-snooze
To sleeping in hitting-snooze 'cause I was fucking confused about where I wanted my life to be
Started to have some doubts about my sobriety
I have been living a history of mistakes and regrets
For some I've considered my friends I've never stuck out my neck
I've never taken risks my choices posed no threats
But no I know it's time to let go, man it's time to forget
I know that
Hindsight is 20/20, but foresight is 50/50
Whether you're wrong to your right, will always be a mystery
Man simply
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