Lyrics This Ain't Easy For Me (Al $ Interlude) - Tyson S.T

Fishing for the stars but still I don't know how a dream works
Life has been a movie since breaking up with my dream girl
I know heaven won't see me first
When we buried Zipho I questioned god and my knees hurt
Final prayers and hugging your momma told her we need her
You called me a clown so now this world is my canvas
I'm giving niggas no answers, these conversations turned dancer
How niggas spinning words to nothing just reliving my anger
I've been living in hearts

How its a art to my arteries I'm givenchy with spots
My dawgs I'm hurt by the way that niggas contain all they praise when I'm dropping
That dirt on my lane, yea dirt on my name getting placed on your coffin
Momma I'm sorry I lost it, this like that durban apartment
When you said we moving to Jozi cause the hood ain't a option
Out of the blue all I'm seeing is red
I'm tryna merc an drive a series of events
We talking 'bout beamer or Benz
What colour that beam on my head
Aiming From enemy friends
This why I treasure my ex
And treasure is something you never goin' dig up again
You know the profits from the losses
Is a cockpit with no talking
Just the option for politics between times the pilots docking
Yea, my plain of thoughts is walking a bullet gripped on some dog shit
If I unleash all these shots think 'bout the bodies that I'm dropping
I'm thinking what would your god think
Would he damn me for this
When I had to Bury family were my plans in the mix, okay

If I came with the kay, there's no play in sight where I aim
Hide it plain insight, I'm just playing like cancelled flights in the a.m
You taken off pacing, let me go take off clothes from ya favourite
Offset this occasion, sweetie go hunch yo back for the SYBA
Miss bad & boujee my culture is laying shots on a hater
How I'm always at they knecks
From the very start sneak the K in
I plan to cut cakes adjacent to luxury pearly gates and
Niggas think I give a fuck about sending love after facing
My demons many occasions

Can you carry my guilt, I did nothing bout situations my family in
Symbolisms for simple niggas
Only woman after my mom pretty my little sister
I been making rude decisions
I been facing new decisions
I been flaking spending time with you
Might be my truest wish when
Girls see me as something to taste
I need some love, yea a place
Warm arms happy company some weekends away
I've had guns in my face
Beauty queens run away
I been running way from love but cupids shots made a stain
But still a remain, SYBA

God this ain't easy for me
I need the green for the team
Audi's for me and for she
Might mix the lean with the lean
God this ain't easy for me
I'm tryna reap with the team
God this ain't easy for me, yea
God this ain't easy for me