Jimmy LeClaire - CURRENT

Stop playing God, bro, you're noncommittal
I've been feeling kinda off, found a fix to fiddle
They playing with my words like some kind of riddle
I said that's kinda odd, they say just a little

Life to hit me hard, I got sentimental
Had to go way over there to get back to the middle
And things been turning out like everything it wasn't
Please forgive me for my ramble, I'm just getting current

These days is long, I've been headstrong
But the pressure inside of me push on and on
It's been too much weight, too much weight on my heart
Should I get Marvin on the phone for y'all to see what's going on

Life a bitch, and last night she cheat
Sent a good morning text, but said she'd be back in a week
Get that same fucking head, on that same little couch
Its been the same little cycles, that been going round and round

With the same little people, in the same little town
Who run they mouths about shit, I don't really care about
And I swear that I'm so ready to break up out this place
But I got 20 fucking demons who be spitting in my face

I told myself that I'm all done living like this
And that don't mean I wanna die
But if a couple things inside of me got motherfucking murked
Then I guess I really wouldn't mind

Stop playing God bro, you're non-committal
I've been feeling kinda off, found a fix to fiddle
They playing with my words like some kind of riddle
I guess that's kinda odd, they say just a little

And life done hit me hard, I got sentimental
Had to go way over there to get back to the middle
And things been turning out like everything it wasn't
Please forgive me for my ramble, I'm just getting current

It's been like pulling teeth, walk around probably pissed off
On the edge of my seat wanna I fuck it up
But it's kinda hard when my dick's soft
Why do you do what you do when you know there's more you can do

It's like twelve steps, I'm on number two
You don't know what the fuck I've been going through
I stay moving with passion, ready to receive everything that I'm asking
Ridin' this wave going back and forth

Gotta keep moving, can't let it get stale or ever get stagnant
Pressure inside of me, let it all flow through my lyrics
I am not him, please don't compare us
Creating a whole lot of noise now, I'ma make sure that they hear it

I got my scopes on the top, higher I'll went yo the further it got
I love when they think it came easy, putting in hours of work
Got drip in the mix, cementing my spot
Kids these days are pussies and dicks

Relating with them, y'all really get hard
And most of the time I got nowhere to take it
So I'ma go on and just give it to God

Written by:
James LeClaire

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