4est green - god's gym

I'm captious of my actions, never gave myself a pass
Had to put the phone down to go outside and touch the grass
Felt my people lift me up when I was at my last straw
That drained me of my tears and also broke the camel's back
I couldn't handle that
I had to scramble back
The shift in seasons, it reminds me of the candle wax
My mother's favorite mantra, man I channel that
My brain fog as cloudy as my cataracts
They tell me I'm amazing
That spark must be evasive
The questions coming, and I'm never proven perspicacious
Still I'm staying gracious
Despite my frustrations
Keep it real, and if you can't, well then just try to fake it.
Tryna keep my composure through all this mania
I think I got it once and got addicted to the labia
I guess before it sets me free the truth is gonna shake me up
Please don't pinch me out this dream, please don't wake me up
I'm leaving bridges burned
I swear I never learn
I'm steady focused on myself and getting the music heard
I was hurting, trying to lift up folks who weren't concerned for me
I was hurting, trying to lift up folks who weren't concerned for me

Fuck... that's life baby

Yeah
I'd like to tell you how I feel but now it's not important
You keep putting my needs first, as if you can afford it
It don't help that you're gorgeous
Your company is warming
But I'll be honest though, I'm feeling like our spark is dormant
I know this concepts foreign
And things seem so unsorted
I fought with all I had, but now the missions been aborted
Cold wind hits atop my head and fills me with endorphins
For the first time in a minute I feel so enormous
Soul weighted, I've been bench pressing, no spotter
I'm in God's gym, but no longer saying Our Fathers
Back in high school, I just wanted Polo with a collar
Some pretty women and to be respected as a baller
Been moving swiftly through this game of life
The pain and strife
The reaching greater heights
Fuck the landlords trying to raise the price of living
Feel like I'm only taking up space
You wanna say I gotta pay to live? Well make me a case
I'm tryna see through the haze
And give my enemies grace
Why you rushing through your plate, girl?
This isn't a race
I know we don't see eye to eye no more, and you've got a gripe
So I'ma say like this: Don't think twice, it's alright

Don't think twice, it's alright
It ain't no use in turning on your light, like you've never done before
It's all good

Written by:
Samuel Alatorre

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