Текст песни Enough Today (feat. Sylvan LaCue) - Sylvan LaCue , Travis Thompson

Everything's enough today
I won't even duck the rain
Imma jump the cavalier and do everything but complain
Imma smoke my lungs away
Lately ain't have much to say
But shit I'm really thankful
Cuz on god we ain't come up this way
Never been the one to wake
That shit make me anxious
See my momma clocking three jobs
Everyone of them was thankless
See my father break his back for a man who really just ain't shit
And judges tell us they don't believe in rehabilitation
What's the point of this huh?
I knew the work was a bitch
But why they love call you coward
When you break off and you dip
There's never judgement on this side
Just love for the lost
Today I seen all of the homies when I looked up
And dozed off
I thought what's a feeling making a million or bagging a bitch from
Back then
Staring up at the ceiling and wondering where it went
The truth and I swear it's been
As you put a gun to my head biggest fear is still gon' be content
I'm trapped in my story
My life is one big performance I gauge my day
Off who shows up and who pretends to enjoy it but
Right now it's different like, like I can't miss
I want everything just the way it is
Fuck all the ones and wishing
Because everything's enough today
Because everything's enough today
Because everything's enough today
Because everything's enough today
Because everything's enough today
Because everything's enough today
Because everything's enough today
Because everything's enough today
Today
Am I praying am I begging I don't know
Am I waiting am I ready I don't know
I'm not sure just what I'm chasing but I hope
That I find it before I go
That I find it in my soul
Yeah
They want me deceased
Out on my knees
How do I breathe? (I don't know)
They're playing for keeps
Moving discreet
But this ain't a drill woah gotta compete
Spin right for my mind dog
I'll be back give me time god
How much does time cost
My mind a ticking time bomb (time bomb)
Third floor in a condo bumpin' [?] feeling guilty as fuck
Help some niggas back at home grown blown
Where the mind still be killing be fucked
I told my family come through I got blunts
I be in town for the rest of the month
Like fuck it we pop in an Uber
My niggas said fuck is that shit 'bout as stay stuck as they come
Internet preaching believing you're blessed
These hustlers really don't do email addresses
Trails don't mix and lead to a confession
Tell my story while my soul fly
Get some racks we in gold sty
Death don't mean closed eyes
I could keep a tab open
But I'm probably going home
That's enough for the road, guys
Because everything's enough today
Because everything's enough today
Because everything's enough today
Because everything's enough today
Because everything's enough today
Because everything's enough today
Because everything's enough today
Because everything's enough today
Today