Yasan Rashad - TBH

I got some things I need to iron out
TBH I been going through some changes I can't speak bout
When it rains and it pours know that ima put this cup out
Fifteens in my trunk let me turn all these thoughts down
Down down down down down

Give me a box for this vent and let this air travel
I still ain't paying no rent for all the space crowded
I think I wanna be rich but will it keep me happy
You know that shit make the people around you so fragile
Leaving your mind shattered
Like where was you in my mental battle a year ago
Forgive my attitude know that I can be cynical
Visuals from the artist view
Blank canvasses mimicking what my thoughts drew
Nothing new
Under the sun
But my skin and glow brighter
Four tribals sitting round a campfire
Sharing stories bout finding islands
That I been stranded on before my time
Nigga I ain't lying
This is some real shit
A war baby I made it out with a Medal of Honor
I mean I made with the help from my momma
But I still give up for Westmont that's my home team
And I been gone for some years damn

I got some things I need iron out
TBH I been going through some changes I can't speak bout no no no
When it rains and it pours know that ima put this cup out drank drank drank
Fifteens in my trunk let me turn all these thoughts down
Down down down down down

I had a talk with my brother about some real shit
That nigga head ain't been together on his ninth year
He told me life is what you make it and your choices come in two
I sit wish that I was you doing the college thing
You got outta the city homie thats true goals
Remain a solid nigga
I often think of my adolescence as algorithms
Keep the street codes
The sequence never wrong
You gotta keep it home
It be that uphill battle that steal energy
But down below it be nothing but bad tendencies
I been doing some growing up
Finding ways to stretch my twenties you can tell how the struggle got me looking rough
I found solitude in the back seat of my chevy
The little space that I create between my back and the city
To many homies getting killed over envy
I'm tryna cope with it
So I went ghost with it

I got some things I need to iron out
TBH I been going through some changes I can't speak bout
When it rains and it pours know that ima put this cup out
Fifteens in my trunk let me turn all these thoughts down
Down down down down down

Written by:
Yasan Washington

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