Imaginary Friends est une chanson en Anglais
I been dazed in the constellations,
I been waved in a place where the conscious vacant
Playing with the 8 ball, box da case in
I don't watch da faces, I just wait in patience
Funds low but soul a statement
And a seed don't stay in the dirt it's placed in
6 feet deep when he lay the cadence
Ain't been no changes, whip banging and the head top blazing
Hop up on a melody and bleed from the heart
Yeah the boy still strapped with food for your thought
Don't make da brudda spray and make a compilation
I just box the bass in on some real work placement.
Some niggas got time and its all they facing, some bruddas lost faith and it’s all they chasin
Two steps with your ankles braced in, the chain ain't gold but the truth engraved in
I been living off the fact that,
I been killing the melodies in flows
I been prone to the fact that
None of these bruddas have been seeing
I been living off the fact that, (oh) none of these niggas have been woke (ah)
I’m still living off the fact that, the beat stay cold just living off the fact that
I been bouncing (oh) I been running from the law
They been talking about you (oh)
Man I do it for my own
I’m astounded (oh) shits some remedy for the soul
Yeah this life a fountain when I’m down here you find pounds here
You won’t drown if the waves is cold.
I ain't seen the sun for a minute, been low, found comfort in bodying lyrics
Mind, body, soul, spirit in kitchen. Yeah all of my bruddas been tipping off dishes
If you bill it, shit will leave you swinging in the civic
By the trees, feeling numb to the pain but I'm lifted
Pictures and memories time by the fences.
The eyes stay closed and my mind stay restless
Pull up for the days and the rare occasions, can of K on a wave that some escalation
Pour for the lost and the loved ones waiting, I bounce for the niggas that didn't make the day's end
Drown for the pound better count up the payments, yeah you better count up the payments
Lost in the dark trying to make another mark, yeah I speak for my brothers in the stars
Sometimes life funny
Hook
I been living off the fact that,
I been killin the melodies in flows
I been prone to the fact that
None of these bruddas have been seeing
I been living off the fact that, (oh) none of these niggas have been woke (ah)
I’m still living off the fact that, the beat stay cold just living off the fact that
I been bouncing (oh) I been running from the law
They been talking about you (oh)
Man I do it for my own
I’m astounded (oh) shits some remedy for the soul
Yeah this life a fountain when I’m down here you find pounds here
You won’t drown if the waves is cold.
Still banging, in the rain still memory glancing
Oh lost niggas still dancing, nah nah nah
But it all makes sense in the madness
Still banging, in the rain still memory glancing
Oh lost niggas still dancing
Coming down, seeing blood up on the ground, no tears when it’s out of sight yeah
Out of mind. Ain’t no sight seeing, when you’re blind
(No tears when its)
Out of cycle, out of mind, ain’t no sight seeing, when you’re blind
Long nights and short days, time beneath the grey skies spilling thoughts across the page
Feeling it openly, spitting in order to cope with ease
When you’re broke and futures aren’t just seen it takes a minute despite my needs
I see the keys, entice my soul in doubtless sleek, the vision bigger
Road slimmer, closest niggas turn into distant figures
The breeze is unfamiliar, but I know the coast is nearer
Silence the smoke and mirrors and show them there’s something realer
This that same elixir, numb the pain and flip the scriptures
Dazed in the sun's raise the picture differs, but I’m still searching for the pinnacle of greatness
Same brothers but we in different places, and I’m still missing faces
Still saying fuck a day shift, just know that these the only words I’m graced with
I been waiting
I’ve been on my lonesome down, on my lonesome down
For you, for you
I’ve been on my lonesome down, on my lonesome down
For you, for you