Venetian Canalz - Look Where I've Been

What do I feel
Is it all even real
I don't have nothin' inside my cup, oh wait
Mixin' the cider and shrooms, it's keepin' me up, okay

Look, I can't feel my face
I still hear your name
And it's calling me back
Don't get too attached to me
I'm just using your company

Uh, I'm miles from home
Move like smoke
Run for peace
Endless seas

My soul, it shines through me
Run this lil’ lighthouse like Willem Dafoe
Hoping a ship can just bring me home

Cold sweats wake me out sleep
The feeling familiar, don't know what it means
They say that this life a dream
Funny how commas turn comas from greed

So I'm bringing the bag right back to the crib
The dividends split with the ones who didn't split
I'm living the proof that you can’t ever quit
You can’t ever quit, nah

So tell me why
Would I sit here worrying 'bout what they hear on my name
On the gang
I don’t give a fuck, bitch, it's a new day

And I’m back at home like KATA, my brudda
With Browder, no other is bringing the power like us
Can’t forget my cuz
Phantom and Jake
Commanding the plane so no rush

No rush

Damn, I can’t wait to be back, haven’t even left yet
Nothing like focusing up on one thing without it feeling like a setback

Yeah, normally alone, mind is full, stress of living up to dead fam
Book a flight, fine by me, guess we’ll cook it up again with the next wind

In a damn good place to make art
Feel like a brand new start
Basically Mohammed crib, slid to Raleigh, spin the records, left the city with skid marks

NJ expired ID in my wallet, so I get a second glance at the stores
Same as if pulling Aventadors
Fortune and fame, think we ready for it

I'm home now, mama telling me I’ve grown out
Old habits gotta throw out
New moments in the stu now
Who am I supposed to be?

Running around ’til you notice me
Lately I need a shoulder, see
I never needed no advice, so I take this flight now
I'm good, with my family, I get by

It’s insanity, if you ever try to take us down
Karma comes around, so I'm here
I don’t wanna fight alone, too many worries mixed with the fear
But we in the zone, we gon' take it home, oh I think it’s our year

Written by:
Jacob R. Colon, Jonathan Zemola, Dominic Ferrara

Publisher:
Lyrics © Too Lost LLC

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