Quinston Pugh - I AM NOT THE WIND Lyrics

Lyrics I AM NOT THE WIND - Quinston Pugh



Pugh
See my new growth, did the big chop
Life's a comedy, and I'm Chris rock
Hope I don't choke, telling my joke
Now I'm hearing boo's, like I'm a liquor store
Came up out the fire dark as charcoal
Pocket my desires, I see my soul
Empty out the contents
So I see my conscience
Raw and not bionic, I am not the wind
The wind, can be a poison
Blow your ship sail to the left
But my skin clearing toxins
I got precious treasure in this chest
Feel like Precious when I'm not my best
Just like everybody tryna test
They don't see the struggle in the flesh
They don't see that I just need to rest
I'm upset, when the wind blows
All the doors close, I regress
Feeling stressed, all the windows
Look like who knows, it's mess
I digest, want the pesos
Gotta pace those, that's next
I invest, in my own soul
Never been sold, that's a flex
I just keep on kicking like I'm Bruce Lee
Cause these people thinking that they know me
This the new me
Don't need old bags or that jealousy in my vicinity
So excuse me, when I write my story on a Loose Leaf
With my sweat and tears as a trophy
You can never ever take that from me
Life is rugby, it ain't comfy
That mean no pads, like a nomad
Keep on moving, but I'm never running
Like my boy Dash, life go so fast
Like a hi hat and I'm drumming
Hear that cymbal crash, like a red rash
I am itching for my forthcoming
Playing freeze tag, when I reach that
Up and stuck better check the plumbing
I am not the, I am not the
I am not the wind, no
I am not my, I am not my
I am not my sins no
I am not the, I am not the
I am not the wind, no
I am not my, I am not my
I am not my sins no
I am not the wind



Writer(s): Quinston Pugh


Quinston Pugh - Daytrip to My Mind
Album Daytrip to My Mind
date of release
24-06-2022




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