Redd Tha Artist - In Vain

Lately I been getting
Higher than an aviator
On a flight to California
Smoking bomb kush
Tryna figure out religion
Find a beacon
Not a deacon
Heavy thinking
On how the world's shook
Don't understand the guide book
Committing mental suicide
I'm that overthinking guy
On the corner
Of hard work
And why try
Barely cruising
With the hope to fly
Want to be that king
In my dreams
On the throne
With his head to the sky
And the goal of ruling I
As a happy person
With no worries
Remembering my love
Of McFlurries
As a Shorty
Always had my eye
On the glory
Drawing
Writing
Dancing
But the music's my story
Close encounters with death
No Edgar Poe or Macbeth
I'm tryna get up my check
No plan
But I'm on what's next
Stay up on my grind
To survive
Emphasize
Wine and dine
All the folks on my line
Better yet
By my side
Grew up with
No Zebra Pride
Still would be cool if I died
Today
Cuz I know I tried
And prayed
With good intentions
And lots of hopeful wishes
May pause
No intermissions
Cleaning my dirty dishes
As I rise to the top
Of the mountain
To fight the mighty dragon
That fired up
The bong of blue sky
And now we fly
So high
Like Aladdin
This journey has no route
But leads to better days
I smoke a little herb
To try to ease my pain
I wish a lot of stuff
Had gone different ways
But nothing that happens
Ever is in vain
This journey has no route
But leads to better days
I smoke a little herb
To try to ease my pain
I wish a lot of stuff
Had gone different ways
But nothing that happens
Ever is in vain
Looking up
In the sky
At the moon
On the end
Of a lonely day
Thinking bout my family
And I've been stressing
Cuz of word play
Going on in my mind
And I aint talking bout insanity
But I did lose my brain
Well control of it
Can't stop thinking
So now thinking starts a strain
And can't stop straining
So the strain becomes a pain
Now repeating
So I have to make a change
So I'm writing
Just to give my brain a drain
Building up a pattern
So now nothing stays the same
I'm a new person
Still doing old things
Or am I the old me
Doing different things
Vise versa
Cuz Im still on my own lane
Deprived from money
But that's nothing
If your a happy man
But I'm not glad
So feed me green
Until I kick the can
So in another life
I won't repeat this stuff again
This journey has no route
But leads to better days
I smoke a little herb
To try to ease my pain
I wish a lot of stuff
Had gone different ways
But nothing that happens
Ever is in vain
This journey has no route
But leads to better days
I smoke a little herb
To try to ease my pain
I wish a lot of stuff
Had gone different ways
But nothing that happens
Ever is in vain

Written by:
TUDARRIO WILLIS

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