Lyrics CABIN - Kevin Hackett feat. Drew Famous, Andrew Mulat, Levi Hinson & Aidan Sullivan Sandy

I don't want more
I don't want more
I don't want more
Cause silence interrupts the storm
Yeah
Talk is cheap, I spent a dollar on my dream
I got a dime to keep the peace,
Drop to her knees & say your prayers at night
It's only right I live my life to add some light to the fire
No matter what, I treat it like I ain't got nothing to hide
And if you hide from me, I'll find you where you hiding, G
Don't gotta lie to me I'll try to keep it quiet when I sleep
Fight through the peace,
Fight for no reason, it's just something to do
I'm ADD and addicted to anything in my reach
Fuck what you say, keep it complacent if you speaking my name
I'm washed up, I'll wash you & we can play in the rain
Yeah, I already said that I been staying up late
See what the fuckin' city made me,
I been scared of Jesus lately
It's amazing how we come together
I rode the beat all down the lower east
Side of the page and never rewind for nothing
I feel the silence coming, knives up in my mind they jumping
Try to fight the side, it ain't in sight so I don't cry, I crumble
It's been a while since I seen a friend, I'm ways away
I ain't the type just to lose it
I ain't the type just to lose it
It's been a while since I seen a friend, I'm ways away
I ain't the type just to lose it
I ain't the type just to lose
See I been bleeding through the sleeve where my heart stay
Tryna make a million dollars, sellin' out the barclays
I don't need nobody tryna tell me what my art say
Ima let my heart speak, blue tones, soft shades
All grey in the sky though, where I lived since I was 5
And ain't nobody tryna speak unless you ballin', so I'm quiet
Can't be focused on a quota or some shit that happened prior
I seen people turn to liars for a dime, never tryin'
For a cosign, August Kuper wrote mine
Give these rappers toe tags, that's the shit I opine
Drivin' through old pines, ignoring all the road signs
Young heads, old minds, mixtapes, gold mines, sold mine
Whole life tryna go my
Own way till my soul dies
It's a long way to these coast lines
No fate, so I chose mine
I hate my house, now I own mine
My bank account got no dimes
Got no zeroes, had no heroes so I wrote mine in my own life
I hate my city
Love my parents
Now you know why I left it, I got
Blood stains
On my sleeve
Now you know why I wear it, I got
Old friends buying my clothes but
Gone when the climate was cold
In O-10
My confidence low
So God sent me a providence when this old pen got up and just wrote
These cold hands got something to say
Went hard in the paint, this art in my veins
Got blood brothers we one in the same
This something we raised while coming of age
I couldn't care less if you love it or hate
From running in place to running the game to
Deep bay with the sun in my face
Hold me, yeah
Let me go to your place, oh
I don't know where vocation starts and goes
Just hold me
Hold me close
I knew one day I would leave this
Count my days by the seasons
Cause these summers get shorter when you chase life for a meaning
From sitting on top of shoulders, to being the ones that they lean in
Always want to be older until the day that you be it, but i got
No one besides
Me and my chosen divine
Soon to be close to the tides
Silence the storm with the quiet, I'm
Tryna open my eye lids
Blind to all of the violence
Youth, I'm trying to find it
Run in the water to feel alive, I'm trying
Not to grow too fast
Not to die too young
Stopped and drew two paths
Only to choose none
Only to just run from it
Only to just make mine
Wheels turn for one hundred
Miles straight to the state side, if my faith dies just
Hold me, yeah
Let me go to your place