Lyrics Coat Check / Session 47 - Nyck Caution

Don't get out of pocket
And you talk too much can you throw check
Got too much shit in these pockets
I don't want my coat no coat check

Only 20 not enough to finish college
I repeat pot smoke young ghost shit
Take em out when they show such promise
How the world done got so cold yeah

Peep game yeah I peep those blottin'
Stay away from the boy like "stop that"
Fake news 'bout you gon' surface
That ain't got no legs they doxin'

Bad vibes I don't need those options
Stay away cut 'em off like tonsils
Life's a game but it's not no console
No respawn stay mindful

When the rain fall down
We gon' all get wet
When the day get rough
We gots all these tests
Life's too short and we all be stressed
But we still woke up so we all be blessed

Just another kid from the city tryna shine like them
But I'm not like them well we all be pressed
There's enough for us both we gon' all be fed
Get it while you can we gon' all be dead

Yeah
Soon enough
Some sooner than others
Why they here, be there for your brothers
Tell your sisters you love em
So I ain't got no time for the bad shit
Cause we all live fast in the crashes
So I hold my hand look past them

Don't get out of pocket
And you talk too much can you throw check
Got too much shit in these pockets
I don't want my coat no coat check

Only 20 not enough to finish college
I repeat pot smoke young ghost shit
Take em out when they show such promise
How the world done got so cold yeah

(How the world done got so cold yeah)
Cutting of ties following suit
Only implies to do what you told
Talk from the heart
Don't want to be owned
So nobody's old except for the bros

Drinking again my girl with a pose
But she doesn't hold the weight on my head
Only way I get away from the stress
But every tomorrow I'm running again

Don't really know who I'm running against
Maybe it's me making my bed
So, nobody look at the sheets
What you see not what it seems

Fuck it I'm vexed
Therapist say I'm depressed
But where am I going from here
When I walk out of this session the session begins
Don't let that go over your head

I got some family I worry about
Starting to feel they worry about me
Way more than I be worrying about them
Cause I keep everything buried beneath

Chill with the guys, staying out late
All of the trauma we try to escape
Then I'm on tour feel like I'm Thor
And I get back and it's worse than before

Can I find balance in living this life
Being with my girl she want something more
Know she deserves everything that she wants
But I just struggle to even the score

All of the feelings I try to ignore
Always come knock at the door
What the fuck am I still doing this for