paroles de chanson Eye to Eye (feat. Cozz) - Cozz , Lute

Yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah, it's recordin'?
Yeah

I hate on no more 'bout who lookin' down on me
Who proud of me?
That reassurance would be nice to know I'm killin' things
Been goin' through the motions, 'cause lately I ain't been feelin' things
Been to myself more, the music always healin' things

I watch close friends react to me in situations
Niggas act like they ain't got the patience, whack
Now I wonder who really got my back
Niggas don't even check to see where I'm at

I really hate this rap shit sometimes
'Cause true friends are really hard to find
On a scale of 1-10, anxiety be on nine
Sorry but not sorry, I just really need some time

Sometimes I make plans and don't show up 'cause I be tired
Then you make assumptions, but that's not the reason why
My communication sucks, but you know that I try
You just want, "Good mornin'" text, but I'm just not that guy
Sorry I'm so dry, so much on my mind, had to wipe my eye

But I ain't one to cry
Lift these weights up off my shoulders, I can fuckin' fly
Or maybe touch the sky
'Cause even if I fell, at least I know I try
At least I know I try
If real recognize real, see me eye to eye
See me eye to eye, if real recognize real

Niggas see I'm competition, get to actin' different
You should've prayed on my fall, but instead you wished it
A magic is not existence, so even if I'm slippin', I'll never fall
My depression was short livin' and now I'm standin' tall (ah-ha-hah)
You know you fully heal when you can laugh at all of your past problems
And when you forgive your ex for secretly ass poppin'
And deep down in your chest, wish your enemies the best

And realize that was part of the story, not your quest
Tryna meditate more and start drinkin' less
But if I'm drinkin' more (more), then I'm thinkin' less (less)
And when I'm overthinkin' (thinkin'), it keep me stressed
But if I'm never drinkin' (drinkin'), then I'm cheatin' less (less)
And I'm tryna be more than I was

More of a good guy, more of them good vibes
Gotta be much more than just a hood guy
And if I could fly, I'd go thirty-thousand feet up
Even if I drop knowin' I would die, I'd still climb (still climb)

Yeah, 'cause how could I climb if I never tried? (Never tried)
How could I die without livin' life? (Livin' life)
And to this day I know I'm wastin' time
The days I should've put my pride aside is when I should've cried (ayy)

But I ain't one to cry
Lift these weights up off my shoulders, I can fuckin' fly
Or maybe touch the sky
'Cause even if I fell, at least I know I try
At least I know I try
If real recognize real, see me eye to eye
See me eye to eye, if real recognize real

Before you flex, get respect and reflect
(Reflect, oh-oh-oh, oh)
Before you flex, get respect and reflect

If you don't like workin' for LuteFourWalls
Then why don't just go and take your broke ass home?
(Gold Mouf)