Sxnday - FORRESTGREENGLASSES

They tryna take my confidence
My nigga I don't got none
Just sick of all these kappa wearing niggas on my block yuuh
Aye
Your hype beast uniform
Got too damn old
Bro
I'm a fucking unicorn
You can't tell me nothing
Wanna free your mind
call me Mr.Tubman
I'm just with my crew
In a Dunkin' Donuts parking lot
Here for the views
And to char some pot
Aint hard to rock
We armed locked and loaded
Her fucking mind exploded
First meeting with the poet
They say his flow is golden
But there ain't no way of knowing
He only moves in the darkness
Or whatever you may call it
For me
It's what I see in this blunt that I'm sparking
A calling greater than god
Or anything that I've known
Most niggas think that I'm odd
The others leave me alone
I'm tired
I need a home
And someone to call my own
Nineteen feel way too old
Know my time is short
Perfect climate of course
Feel like I'm running in laps
Feel like I'm running in place
Wait
You need your space
I need my time of day
Wish I could fly away
And find a way
To keep you in my life
Sometimes the truth don't rhyme
Between you two is magic
I had seen just what happened
From my side it was tragic
Through my forrestgreenglasses
Through my forrestgreenglasses

Written by:
Anthony Price

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