"Breathe" lyrics

Apollo Brown & Stalley Lyrics

"Breathe"

Feel like the world on my shoulders and I can't hold it no longer
(Breathe little nigga, breathe)
Even though the pressure is on me, can't let it fuck with my focus
(Breathe little nigga, breathe)
I'm getting closer, running out of breath
In large groups feeling like I'm by myself
And I got too much pride to ever ask for help
I'm getting closer, running out of breath
(Breathe little nigga, breathe)

Exhausted, thoughts running like a faucet
Chest wheezing, I been chasing down my conscience
Lately, my thoughts been docking mantras
The good and the evil in my head done formed a mosh pit
I'm like Atlas with the world on my shoulders
Feeling lonely, a lot of pressure on me
I just hope they don't notice
Masking it for years trying to appear cool to the public
Act like I don't care but really fear if they don't love it
And that's just being real, 'cause for real, I really does it
Every word in blood, nothing in vain, that's on my mother
I soul searched, found myself and pulled the cover
Revealed to myself I'm the one and ain't no other
Sometimes it feels odd when there's no one you can relate to
Like nobody understands and everybody just hates you
And you wanna run and hide 'cause the loneliness won't escape you
And everything that's different about you is all that made you

Feel like the world on my shoulders and I can't hold it no longer
(Breathe little nigga, breathe)
Even though the pressure is on me, can't let it fuck with my focus
(Breathe little nigga, breathe)
I'm getting closer, running out of breath
In large groups feeling like I'm by myself
And I got too much pride to ever ask for help
I'm getting closer, running out of breath
(Breathe little nigga, breathe)

Grow generational curses with these verses
Escape penitentiaries and hearses, that's who we worship
Another day above ground is success to a broke man
They looking for a fair shot, nothing more than what you owe them
The pressure's already intense
The family's already in tents, in poverty
Life is like Monopoly but the top left corner
Imprisoned minds can't find order
We bleeding out from the slaughter of the slave enforcer
I'm trying to get this foot off my neck so I can breathe clear
Every word is a breath of life, I just need air
Open your eyes, never close 'em, I want you to see clear
Don't be blinded by the money, it's always gon' be there
It's never gonna seem fair
Wasn't no head starts or trust funds
But kings and queens is who we come from
So understand all the pressure we hold
We trying to live up to our titles and always stick to the code
(Breathe little nigga, breathe)

Feel like the world on my shoulders and I can't hold it no longer
(Breathe little nigga, breathe)
Even though the pressure is on me, can't let it fuck with my focus
(Breathe little nigga, breathe)
I'm getting closer, running out of breath
In large groups feeling like I'm by myself
And I got too much pride to ever ask for help
I'm getting closer, running out of breath
(Breathe little nigga, breathe)


Writer(s): Erik Vincent Stephens, Kyle Myricks
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