AKIR - So Much lyrics
[AKIR - So Much lyrics]
The world we live in
Requires us to develop this ego
It defends us from criticism
And hides our insecurities
And we wear this facade as a
Badge of pride so long
That we forget what's truly underneath
It's the points where we at
Our loneliest and darkest moments
That it becomes apparent, there's still
So much
Dead or alive I will survive
Yo I'm tried and true
Trials that you get through and
Tribulations that'll send you
To the nuthouse
Big house or dirt dig'd out of the earth
And headstone just to honor your worth
(just to honor your worth)
Engraved with your birthdate and models
Poppin bottles at the bar
A big car that we brawl over
The way it's are
We gettin over even classy in the Range Rover
He feels threatened
Protectin his thoughts as a soldier
The older we grow, the more sober gets old
The high, of adrenaline barely compares
To modern medicine
Then again if we lived like we supposed to
Smokin chronic, drinkin tonic
Out in Acapulco, you say "Let's go"
But it would probably drive us loco
Enough to go postal
Fuck around and have a choke-hold on a local
Until you see the po-po
I'd say the system definitely hope so
There's so much that's in my soul, yo
So much we need to know
So much we need to blow
So much that we need to show
So much that it's in my soul
So much we need to grow
So much we'll never fold
So much that a nigga owe
So much that it's in my soul
So much we need to know
So much we need to blow
So much that we need to show
So much that it's in my soul
So much we need to grow
So much we'll never fold
So much that a nigga owe
So much that it's in my soul
So much
Requires us to develop this ego
It defends us from criticism
And hides our insecurities
And we wear this facade as a
Badge of pride so long
That we forget what's truly underneath
It's the points where we at
Our loneliest and darkest moments
That it becomes apparent, there's still
So much
Dead or alive I will survive
Yo I'm tried and true
Trials that you get through and
Tribulations that'll send you
To the nuthouse
Big house or dirt dig'd out of the earth
And headstone just to honor your worth
(just to honor your worth)
Engraved with your birthdate and models
Poppin bottles at the bar
A big car that we brawl over
The way it's are
We gettin over even classy in the Range Rover
He feels threatened
Protectin his thoughts as a soldier
The older we grow, the more sober gets old
The high, of adrenaline barely compares
To modern medicine
Then again if we lived like we supposed to
Smokin chronic, drinkin tonic
Out in Acapulco, you say "Let's go"
But it would probably drive us loco
Enough to go postal
Fuck around and have a choke-hold on a local
Until you see the po-po
I'd say the system definitely hope so
There's so much that's in my soul, yo
So much we need to know
So much we need to blow
So much that we need to show
So much that it's in my soul
So much we need to grow
So much we'll never fold
So much that a nigga owe
So much that it's in my soul
So much we need to know
So much we need to blow
So much that we need to show
So much that it's in my soul
So much we need to grow
So much we'll never fold
So much that a nigga owe
So much that it's in my soul
So much