"Breather" lyrics
I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying, oh
Wait for me, wait for me
Just wait for me, wait for me
I need a breather from them bottle feeders
They stuck way below me, I'm still getting high
Took way too much, I'm still coming up
And I'm seeing the world from a whole different sky
Whole different lenses, the driveway got Benzes
I'm sick of pretending the music ain't fly
All of my brothers, who's really my brothers
And make sure they busi turn to an empire
Some folks say that I don't make sense
I don't even know how I got this way
Home all alone and the phone don't ring
Cause they don't really care what I got to say
What I got to say, what I got to say
Money comes in they gon' confiscate
Too many people feel obligated
I'm on a brand new oscillation
Deep down my mind I don't know what I'm taking
She send me pictures, I hope that she naked
My homie ain't dropping, momentum is breaking
The music is fading, I know that I'm aging
Cool twenty-six right now, don't bash it
No new friends, everybody so taxing
Game on bread, but the cash ain't that some
Ain't got money, now they talkin' 'bout fasting
Cover up, cover up
Man, we know the system
Cover up, cover up
Watch my money, 'bout to double up
Double up, 3x, 4x, stop going dummy now
No more underground, they wanna grade out
Y'all still waking up, please don't play around
I need a breather from them bottle feeders
They stuck way below me, I'm still getting high (Prr, prr, prr)
Took way too much, I'm still coming up
And I'm seeing the world from a whole different sky
Whole different lenses, the driveway got Benzes
I'm sick of pretending the music ain't fly
All of my brothers, who's really my brothers
And make sure they busi turn to an empire
What do you decide? And who do you admire?
Will you set the world on fire? Or will you live with your denial?
It's just a river babe, gold on a ticket, babe
Look where we're living, babe
Since the beginning was always the center, but never a killer, babe
I hope that you feeling the feelings I'm spilling before they diminish, babe
I need a breather from them bottle feeders
They stuck way below me, I'm still getting high
Took way too much, I'm still coming up
And I'm seeing the world from a whole different sky
Whole different lenses, the driveway got Benzes
I'm sick of pretending the music ain't fly
All of my brothers, who's really my brothers
And make sure they busi turn to an empire
I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying, oh
Wait for me, wait for me
Just wait for me, wait for me
Wait for me, wait for me
Just wait for me, wait for me
I need a breather from them bottle feeders
They stuck way below me, I'm still getting high
Took way too much, I'm still coming up
And I'm seeing the world from a whole different sky
Whole different lenses, the driveway got Benzes
I'm sick of pretending the music ain't fly
All of my brothers, who's really my brothers
And make sure they busi turn to an empire
Some folks say that I don't make sense
I don't even know how I got this way
Home all alone and the phone don't ring
Cause they don't really care what I got to say
What I got to say, what I got to say
Money comes in they gon' confiscate
Too many people feel obligated
I'm on a brand new oscillation
Deep down my mind I don't know what I'm taking
She send me pictures, I hope that she naked
My homie ain't dropping, momentum is breaking
The music is fading, I know that I'm aging
Cool twenty-six right now, don't bash it
No new friends, everybody so taxing
Game on bread, but the cash ain't that some
Ain't got money, now they talkin' 'bout fasting
Cover up, cover up
Man, we know the system
Cover up, cover up
Watch my money, 'bout to double up
Double up, 3x, 4x, stop going dummy now
No more underground, they wanna grade out
Y'all still waking up, please don't play around
I need a breather from them bottle feeders
They stuck way below me, I'm still getting high (Prr, prr, prr)
Took way too much, I'm still coming up
And I'm seeing the world from a whole different sky
Whole different lenses, the driveway got Benzes
I'm sick of pretending the music ain't fly
All of my brothers, who's really my brothers
And make sure they busi turn to an empire
What do you decide? And who do you admire?
Will you set the world on fire? Or will you live with your denial?
It's just a river babe, gold on a ticket, babe
Look where we're living, babe
Since the beginning was always the center, but never a killer, babe
I hope that you feeling the feelings I'm spilling before they diminish, babe
I need a breather from them bottle feeders
They stuck way below me, I'm still getting high
Took way too much, I'm still coming up
And I'm seeing the world from a whole different sky
Whole different lenses, the driveway got Benzes
I'm sick of pretending the music ain't fly
All of my brothers, who's really my brothers
And make sure they busi turn to an empire
I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying, oh
Wait for me, wait for me
Just wait for me, wait for me
