Текст песни honesty - Marcus King

Said I'm the livin proof
And it's time to speak the truth
Gotta be
Gotta be
Gotta be honest with you

So this the fuckin move
Mmm, do what I gotta do
Gotta be
Gotta be
Gotta be honest with you

There's beauty in the struggle, ugliness in the success
Most niggas live a life full pain and regret
Ain't no way to escape all this stress
Except when I'm with the people who showin me what's best
I'm remembering all the times I kept shit on my chest
It weighed heavier than I could get on bench press
From that point on it was baby steps, no room to think whats next
Cause if I thought too far ahead, I'd be a fuckin mess
No multi-taskin, or my brain attackin
My body like a civil war, tell my lord, release the crackin
Lets get it poppin, tell me what would happen
You mix the pot wit KXNG, well then you get some magic
Don't get twisted, this is only fractions
Could you imagine if I recorded tracks inside all this madness
Marchin with my brothers, tryna make it out them brackets but the fact is
This time ain't go how we planned it
With all the shit that we been through
I'ma need Phil Jackson to show me what that zen do
For real
Meditation to clear my mind, fighting for better times, while in this thing we callin life
Picture the state, no freeze frame, just capture whats on my mind, I'm lost in a dream phase
Never get to experience, all of the shit that he say, or maybe you do
It's just in a different way, fuck

Said I'm the livin proof
And it's time to speak the truth
Gotta be
Gotta be
Gotta be honest with you

So this the fuckin move
Mmm, do what I gotta do
Gotta be
Gotta be
Gotta be honest with you

When the light be dim, people showin they true characters
We gettin older, this life is just gettin scarier
I never knew it before, till anxiety was at my front door in the mornin
Over and over we gettin closer to moments, of breakdowns and foldin, and only people who the closest
Get to see it when I show it, so lets freeze for the moment, gotta keep it going
Thats why I call this honest, cause honestly I'm product of bad feelins and negative thoughts causin a problem
Thats turning me alcoholic, I really wish I was ballin, tell me what do I call it, I'm feelin just like I'm fallin
Out of the sky, from ridin a mile high, but not in the high club that you thinkin of, nah
In this shit, I be all by myself, feel so alone, just screamin out that I need me some help, yeah
Screamin out that I need me some help, uh
Think I left my heart on the shelf, yeah
Said these pants is harder to fit, uh
Give me some time to tighten the belt, yeah
Internally trapped, feel like I am
A natural born leader, but lately I'm not the man, that I claim to be
And while my family is proud of me, this shit just hit the fan, you know that wasn't the plan

This shit just hit the fan, you know that wasn't the plan
Yeah
Shit just hit the fan, you know that wasn't the plan
Lets get it