Jacob the Prophet - Bliss (feat. Ho11ow, Marcus & Simply Shepp)

I just wanna smoke some good weed and get lost in my high
Kick my feet up, relax, and ease my mind
I just wanna live the life that I was meant to lead
Yeah I knew from day one that I was meant to live my dreams
I just need enough money, that my fam ain't gotta worry
For generations long after I'm gone
And I just need a down ass bitch, doing down ass shit
Who don't fold when times get tough 'cause that's love
They keep talking money, but I need the love
Seeking, searching, can't find the plug
Can't find the drug, I need to ease my soul
And I keep on begging, please take me home
Where the days get dark and the nights get cold
Casper's friendly, come and meet my ghosts
Lemme sing about reasons that my heart still broke
Tell you 'bout the dreams that still haunt me so
All the people I lost, please rest their souls
Protect my presence, don't let me go
'Cause I can't stay here, but I can't find home
So let me go to a place of peace
Where the skies are blue and the birdies sing
One hit of the green and I'm finally free
Dear mama I made it, I found my peace
Dear mama I made it, I found my peace
Fake love, fake hugs
Fake drugs, fake thugs
I've had enough, that's not my vibe
I don't mind being stuck inside
It gives distance from the ignorant
World we living in
You real as your pendant is, that's CZ, not diamonds
You see I am timeless
Most rappers are just trends
Most rappers play pretend
Speak on it but understand, I ain't pressed about no man's
Actions except my own
Don't want to sit at the table, I wanna sit on the throne
I was born a king so bury me the same
I know one day they'll remember my name
I just wanna smoke some good weed and get lost in my high
Kick my feet up, relax, and ease my mind
I just wanna live the life that I was meant to lead
Yeah I knew from day one that I was meant to live my dreams
I just need enough money, that my fam ain't gotta worry
For generations long after I'm gone
And I just need a down ass bitch, doing down ass shit
Who don't fold when times get tough 'cause that's love
I just wanna live the life
Have me a nice crib and wife
Then have me about me 5 kids
And about 3 dogs
'Bout 7 bikes
Ain't been taking my own advice
I'm telling 'em you gotta live
Get out and have fun with yo friends
But I be in the bed by like 10
I keep saying I'm locked in
Been so dedicated to my craft
Hoping this pen and paper
Can turn into labor
Like I been creating a graph
Was failing in science, was passing in math
I been multiplying, dividing the cash
If it ain't go straight to bank
Then it went to the safe
I be hiding it straight in the stash
Say it's real when you are who you think who are
I know a lot, that why's I never question
Talk is cheap, that's why I never listen
If I'm TBE, then who's sitting second?
Stretching shoes that ain't sized for you
Hand me downs, you look mad impressive
Stressing hoes that you ain't hit in school
Shit is cool, you sound mad obsessive
Conceited presence
Father once told me that confidence makes a man ponder reflection
Always be present
Stick to my section
Move on the low like it's witness protection
Stay with a weapon
Vocals a loaded gun, that ain't the only one used for this message
Please pay attention
Change your direction
Call 'em discount 'cause they keep double checking the

Written by:
Jacob Sidock, Jeffrey Holloway, Marcus Fleming, Matthew Sheppard

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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