FedSoul - S K E P T I C Lyrics

Stick to the point man, I'm sick of this shit let me stick to the joint
Remember way back in the woods, couldn't roll up for shit
Now we roll up a shit on these niggas by choice
Pot I was pissin in got a lil bigger just cause of my voice
I fit the description of young black and gifted
So give me a listen, my flow illinois , yeah
My flow is, sicker than most so give me a toast
Cause niggas been cleansing
I'm clearing my thoughts, I'm clearing my thoughts
I'm counting my blessings
I'm drinking my fruits, I'm searching for truth
I'm on my forensics, whole life you can call me a skeptic
Afraid of the fake or the fact I relate to the bullshit we choose to accept in
Afraid of the fact that I struggle to trust and my feelings they turn into weapons
Afraid of the fact, I'm afraid of the facts
She see I've been stressing, she tell me relax
She actually tell me to feel what I need It's one of the reasons I feel she a queen I
Can tend to play a game inside my brain I never win
Back and forth, my favorite sports are filled with sin
Write them down, I feel my pin
Leaking out the words I think
Tryna find a synonym
Opposite of f*cking weak
Battle tested so I'm strong
But sometimes it's hard to speak
Paraphernalia the only familiar that I seek
Those daily doses was once a bonus it's hard to peak
But most don't notice my body pulsing I'm over loading trying hard to cope with the ones who will lie straight through their teeth
Shout out security
Cause insecurity put fear in me
And all that fear in me gon clearly hit me until I crash and sink
So what you really think
Guess it doesn't matter Long as pockets getting fatter
Who gives a f*ck bout the after If your math is adding up the zinc
So I stick to the point man I'm sick of this shit
Let me stick to the joint Remember way back in the woods
Couldn't roll up for shit Now we roll up and shit
On these niggas by choice
The pot I was pissing It got a little bigger
Just cause of my voice
I fit the description of young black and gifted So give me a listen
My flow illinois, yeah My flow it is
Sicker than most So give me a toast
Cause niggas been cleansing I'm clearing my throat
I'm clearing my thoughts I'm counting my blessings
I'm drinking my fruits I'm searching for truth
I'm on my forensics Whole life you could call me a skeptic
What a wicked way to play this game I thought you knew better
Now well equipped So hopefully you do better
I love writing you loose letters Tell you what you mean to me
When you smile I smile Always seem to be my favorite thing
Love is for real The realest dream I ever been through
I may be skeptical But there's nothing that we can't get through
So come with me this wicked journey We don't have much time
There's lots I'd like to show you And it starts with peace of mind