"Rest" lyrics
Aye
Aye
Treading water
Heady martyr
That's the ego in me
Steady barter for what defeat could get me
Instead of carvin' out my deepest entries
I'm dizzy falling off deep seated envy
See what you're used to never seems to be complex
Complexity is everything, my feet before my head
And blaming steps on symmetry
Heart beating in my chest
A realest seed, at 17, I seek to 'ceed myself
And benighted my light more carefully
And by night, my life is definitely privatized
Diatribes must been suppressing me, I advise
Smoke like I ain't sized
Your hindsight is 20/20, mines entirely blind
The mistakes I make are highly priced
Amplified by repetition
If I ever turn up missing, know my niggas got my best intentions
To be honest, I make the worst of the best I'm given
Was born a genius, let horror teachers think I'm the niching
If I'm niche to exist, nigga it's hella cruel
Rule of law put petty rule on the pedestal
Rule me out, the press was cool, but I'm destined to
Destined and doomed to repeat the shit I'm vexed to prove
That I'm not
When the cash is the object and the passive congrats all have passed from your project
And the masses are dire
And the pastors are liars
I imagine a life where I'm glad to be admired
With this burden
Hard to expire for anything below the surface
Hard to love people for anything besides their purpose
Parts of me thinking this wedding ring feel like a verdict
And parts of me don't think, aye
Parts of me don't blink when you hurt me, aye
I done felt some things I'm been deserving of
And gave my bad karma to the next man
Less frantic
Bed-spanded
Dread let the leads and it bled panic
Head stands just tryna keep my yes-mans around me
Stressed and since
My grandma stretched out
Family hands was stretched out around me, aye
Stressed out my mamma over shit under my bed that she found
And the skeletons in my closet got my phone number
From this love, I'm running fast like I stole somethin'
From this love, I'm running fast like I...
From this love, I'm running fast like I stole somethin'
And the skeletons in my closet got my phone number
Aye
Treading water
Heady martyr
That's the ego in me
Steady barter for what defeat could get me
Instead of carvin' out my deepest entries
I'm dizzy falling off deep seated envy
See what you're used to never seems to be complex
Complexity is everything, my feet before my head
And blaming steps on symmetry
Heart beating in my chest
A realest seed, at 17, I seek to 'ceed myself
And benighted my light more carefully
And by night, my life is definitely privatized
Diatribes must been suppressing me, I advise
Smoke like I ain't sized
Your hindsight is 20/20, mines entirely blind
The mistakes I make are highly priced
Amplified by repetition
If I ever turn up missing, know my niggas got my best intentions
To be honest, I make the worst of the best I'm given
Was born a genius, let horror teachers think I'm the niching
If I'm niche to exist, nigga it's hella cruel
Rule of law put petty rule on the pedestal
Rule me out, the press was cool, but I'm destined to
Destined and doomed to repeat the shit I'm vexed to prove
That I'm not
When the cash is the object and the passive congrats all have passed from your project
And the masses are dire
And the pastors are liars
I imagine a life where I'm glad to be admired
With this burden
Hard to expire for anything below the surface
Hard to love people for anything besides their purpose
Parts of me thinking this wedding ring feel like a verdict
And parts of me don't think, aye
Parts of me don't blink when you hurt me, aye
I done felt some things I'm been deserving of
And gave my bad karma to the next man
Less frantic
Bed-spanded
Dread let the leads and it bled panic
Head stands just tryna keep my yes-mans around me
Stressed and since
My grandma stretched out
Family hands was stretched out around me, aye
Stressed out my mamma over shit under my bed that she found
And the skeletons in my closet got my phone number
From this love, I'm running fast like I stole somethin'
From this love, I'm running fast like I...
From this love, I'm running fast like I stole somethin'
And the skeletons in my closet got my phone number
Writer(s): Mavi
