Tread Water

(albüm: Love & Anchors - 2014)

Tryna stay afloat
Tryna get a boat
Tryna get a rope
Got little hope in my old backpack
Look back and the back of the strap just broke
Need a new one but my pocket's broke
How do I cope?
Should've smoked drugs to the point where you can't see my eyes anymore
So low I don't like to get high anymore
Never really did
Want new Jays, want new kicks
Don't want bills, want raw sex
Don't want kids, fuck choice awards
I want grammies, bitch
Said I'd be the dopest, and I meant it
Like my women like my Vans, I only rock authentics
I'm feeling blimpish with a blemish
Sounds like pussy's been diminished, hope her head game's augmented
And it's apparent that my hair is nappy
Divorce my college courses, I'll stop tryna make my parents happy
'Cause it's my life, and I'm finished
And it's my knife if I end it
With' a hide-life and a Guinness
I don't need much but a witness, tell my story for my legacy
This ocean's never backstroke, I think it's often better we

Tread water, yeah
Keep on floating
Where do we go?
Yeah, I think we're sinking slow
Hey, now if you panic for what you don't need, inertia
How do you plan to keep on floating?
Where do we go?
Yeah, I think we're sinking slow

It's like, it's like, it's like
Oh my God, what were you telling her?
New phone plans and cellulars
We need new gods, new iPods, you sell bullshit, I can smell you, sir
Whatever you say, we don't need state that
New Ferrari's and Maybach's
Rent it first, have to reimburse, then rap about it
Get paid back, get paid back
New Ferrari's and Maybach's
Rent it first, have to reimburse, then rap about it
Get paid back, laugh about it, get paid back
Figure-four niggas on my eight flap
They're making a killing of niggas that's killing
I'm thinking that we should go half on the prison
Am I acting my age? You acting like slaves
Don't follow religions I bottle prescriptions
And acronysims I act on my visions
Just do me, and hope that my past is forgiven
If plan B's how we're living
Does it count as redemption for people who move to New York with ambition, and stay, but settle for retail positions?
If I get a degree I need a masters too
If I take a girl out, gotta pay for her food
If she don't wanna fuck, couldn't pay for her mood
If she don't wanna suck, couldn't stay with her dude
Tryna stay afloat
Tryna get a boat
Tryna get a rope
Got a little hope
Got a little hope in my old backpack
Look back and the back of the strap just broke
Back-back feet end up in the casket [?]
Mufasa a multifaceting quotes
How do you stop a terrorist who don't terrorize where his parents lived (They don't care)
We driving and text, denying our sex (They don't care)
Tryna, we can't deny what's next (They don't care)
Complain, but don't deny our checks (They... don't care)
Whose black with money if not enough sent to the IRS who don't [?] (They don't care)
I fire on fletch (They don't care)
With hopes to spark to fight and re-chest
To the left, to the left
Allegiance the flags (They don't care)
Indian land giving niggas and fags no little more freedom, that comes with a tag (They don't care)
(They don't care)