Lyrics No Photos - Kojey Radical

Breathe
Running through the city like it′s
Like Yeah
Breathe
I can't breathe
Breathe
Running through the city like it′s
Please
I can't breathe
Breathe

I can't feel my features I′m tweaking
They don′t hear my message I'm speechless
I don′t feel no fear for my demons
They don't leave me lone′ like I'm yeezus
I might roll these trees and drop seeds
I might just clap first like police
I can′t tell nightmares from my dreams
All I see is real I don't sleep

I might dip my jaw in gold leaf
Dripped in skin too think I don't bleed
All I speak is truth I don′t preach
Streets might make you smart but won′t teach
I might hit the belly and go global
Or I might reach for peace and go postal
Gentrified my hood there's no local
Censorship my thoughts they go loco
Breathe

Running through the city like it′s me Bih'
I know you see the coat but please no photos
Please. Running through the city like it′s me
Yeah. huh?
Running through the city like it's me
I know you see the coat but please no photos
Please. Running through the city like it′s
I can't feel my features I'm tweaking
I can′t feel my features I′m tweaking
Know you see the coat but please no photos
Please. Running through the city like it's me
Breathe. Yeah
Running through the city like it′s me yeah
I know you see the coat but please no photos
Please. Running through the city like it's
I can′t feel my features I'm tweaking
Running through the city like it′s me
I know you see the coat but please no photos
Please. Running through the city like it's

I woke up this morning
I hear angels calling
I hear people talking
But they're not important

I woke up. Calling calling

Hm

Normal

This new watch got my life span on count down
Face on dinner plate I go cold turkey on ice now
I′ve told more truths with the lights down
I wake up to new regrets and tell em pipe down
I got old friends who still can′t put the pipe down
I got new friends who seem to offer me lines now
I got old friends who still can't put the pip
Ghost writer in my keys, must felt this in a past life
Standing in the mirror pep talking like it′s half time
Tell a boy, tell a boy to miss me with the funny shit
Ever since I put my foot down I've been running shit
Never let a yeah yeah girl call me by my government
All I did was speak about the truth and they was loving it
Lord knows