Yawner - Forest Trump

Never started from the bottom
Always had a silver spoon
I never had to lift a finger
Just to eat my food
If it didn't please my taste buds
I'll leave it in a corner
Dad had enough
And mommy watched it all in horror
I was as spoilt as one's
First child could be
So the both of em'
Dropped me in the middle of a forest
Son if you wanna eat
You gotta work for it
What do you mean
There's no more silver spoon
So if I'm feeling hungry I'll have to
Hunt and shoot
Do you think I have the skills to
Make my own food?
Don't make me do things
I never had to do
He said
Son
I know it isn't fun
If you wanna stay alive
You better start to run
If you meet the paper beast
Trap it if you can
Cause that's how you'll turn
From a boy into a man

Money Money Money
Sweet as honey
I will make you mine
I'm not even being funny
You could be a beast
But I really need to feast
If I get my hands on you
Might stop feeling hungry
Money Money Money
Sweet as honey
I will make you mine
I'm not even being funny
You could be a beast
But I really need to feast
If I get my hands on you
Might stop feeling hungry

Survived eating the fruit of life
But it never filled me
Wanted to calm my cravings
I sat bellow wisdom trees
With every meditation
I slowly started to see
The point was never to kill
But just to capture the beast
The more I chased after it
The further it ran away
The only thing that kept me going
Was the hope that someday
I'm gonna make it mine
I'll slowly start to shine
The only thing I had to spend
Was a little more time
Besides that
I didn't have much to lose
So I changed up my tactics
And this time I had to choose
To sit back and relax
Instead of constant attack
Put all my thoughts into setting up my traps

Felt a lotta better as I stopped all of the chasing
I had all of it setup and patiently kept waiting
Slowly the forest got a chance to see
I wasn't trapped with the beast
The beast was trapped with me

Money Money Money
Sweet as honey
I will make you mine
I'm not even being funny
You could be a beast
But I really need to feast
If I get my hands on you
Might stop feeling hungry
Money Money Money
Sweet as honey
I will make you mine
I'm not even being funny
You could be a beast
But I really need to feast
If I get my hands on you
Might stop feeling hungry

I never started from the bottom

Written by:
Ayan Sharma

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