Khary - Tread Water lyrics
Khary [Khary Durgans]
[Khary - Tread Water lyrics]
Tryna stay afloat
Tryna get a boat
Tryna get a rope
Got little hope in my old backpack
Look back and the back of
The strap just broke
Need a new one but my pocket's broke
How do I cope?
Should've smoked drugs to the point where
You can't see my eyes anymore
So low I don't like to get high anymore
Never really did
Want new Jays, want new kicks
Don't want bills, want raw sex
Don't want kids, fuck choice awards
I want grammies, bitch
Said I'd be the dopest, and I meant it
Like my women like my Vans
I only rock authentics
I'm feeling blimpish with a blemish
Sounds like pussy's been diminished
Hope her head game's augmented
And it's apparent that my hair is nappy
Divorce my college courses
I'll stop tryna make my parents happy
'Cause it's my life, and I'm finished
And it's my knife if I end it
With' a hide-life and a Guinness
I don't need much but a witness
Tell my story for my legacy
This ocean's never backstroke
I think it's often better we
Tread water, yeah
Keep on floating
Where do we go?
Yeah, I think we're sinking slow
Hey, now if you panic for
What you don't need
Inertia
How do you plan to keep on floating?
Where do we go?
Yeah, I think we're sinking slow
It's like, it's like, it's like
Oh my God, what were you telling her?
New phone plans and cellulars
We need new gods, new iPods, you
Sell bullshit, I can smell you
Sir
Whatever you say, we don't need state that
New Ferrari's and Maybach's
Rent it first, have to reimburse
Then rap about it
Get paid back, get paid back
New Ferrari's and Maybach's
Rent it first, have to reimburse
Then rap about it
Get paid back, laugh about it, get paid back
Figure-four niggas on my eight flap
They're makin' a killing of
Niggas that's killing
I'm thinking that we should go
Half on the prison
Am I acting my age? You acting like slaves
Don't follow religions I
Bottle prescriptions
And acronysims I act on my visions
Just do me, and hope that my past is forgiven
If plan B's how we're living
Does it count as redemption
For people who move
To New York with ambition, and stay
But settle for retail positions?
If I get a degree I need a masters too
If I take a girl out, gotta pay for her food
If she don't wanna fuck
Couldn't pay for her mood
If she don't wanna suck
Couldn't stay with her dude
Tryna stay afloat
Tryna get a boat
Tryna get a rope
Got a little hope
Got a little hope in my old backpack
Look back and the back of
The strap just broke
Back back feet end up in the casket
Mufasa a multifaceting quotes
How do you stop a terrorist who
Don't terrorize where his parents lived
(They don't care)
We drivin' and text, denying our sex
(They don't care)
Tryna, we can't deny what's next
(They don't care)
Complain, but don't deny our checks
(They don't care)
Whose black with money if not enough
Sent to the IRS who don't
(They don't care)
I fire on fletch (They don't care)
With hopes to spark to fight and re-chest
To the left, to the left
Allegiance the flags (They don't care)
Indian land giving niggas and fags
No little more freedom
That comes with a tag
(They don't care)
(They don't care)
Tryna get a boat
Tryna get a rope
Got little hope in my old backpack
Look back and the back of
The strap just broke
Need a new one but my pocket's broke
How do I cope?
Should've smoked drugs to the point where
You can't see my eyes anymore
So low I don't like to get high anymore
Never really did
Want new Jays, want new kicks
Don't want bills, want raw sex
Don't want kids, fuck choice awards
I want grammies, bitch
Said I'd be the dopest, and I meant it
Like my women like my Vans
I only rock authentics
I'm feeling blimpish with a blemish
Sounds like pussy's been diminished
Hope her head game's augmented
And it's apparent that my hair is nappy
Divorce my college courses
I'll stop tryna make my parents happy
'Cause it's my life, and I'm finished
And it's my knife if I end it
With' a hide-life and a Guinness
I don't need much but a witness
Tell my story for my legacy
This ocean's never backstroke
I think it's often better we
Tread water, yeah
Keep on floating
Where do we go?
Yeah, I think we're sinking slow
Hey, now if you panic for
What you don't need
Inertia
How do you plan to keep on floating?
Where do we go?
Yeah, I think we're sinking slow
It's like, it's like, it's like
Oh my God, what were you telling her?
New phone plans and cellulars
We need new gods, new iPods, you
Sell bullshit, I can smell you
Sir
Whatever you say, we don't need state that
New Ferrari's and Maybach's
Rent it first, have to reimburse
Then rap about it
Get paid back, get paid back
New Ferrari's and Maybach's
Rent it first, have to reimburse
Then rap about it
Get paid back, laugh about it, get paid back
Figure-four niggas on my eight flap
They're makin' a killing of
Niggas that's killing
I'm thinking that we should go
Half on the prison
Am I acting my age? You acting like slaves
Don't follow religions I
Bottle prescriptions
And acronysims I act on my visions
Just do me, and hope that my past is forgiven
If plan B's how we're living
Does it count as redemption
For people who move
To New York with ambition, and stay
But settle for retail positions?
If I get a degree I need a masters too
If I take a girl out, gotta pay for her food
If she don't wanna fuck
Couldn't pay for her mood
If she don't wanna suck
Couldn't stay with her dude
Tryna stay afloat
Tryna get a boat
Tryna get a rope
Got a little hope
Got a little hope in my old backpack
Look back and the back of
The strap just broke
Back back feet end up in the casket
Mufasa a multifaceting quotes
How do you stop a terrorist who
Don't terrorize where his parents lived
(They don't care)
We drivin' and text, denying our sex
(They don't care)
Tryna, we can't deny what's next
(They don't care)
Complain, but don't deny our checks
(They don't care)
Whose black with money if not enough
Sent to the IRS who don't
(They don't care)
I fire on fletch (They don't care)
With hopes to spark to fight and re-chest
To the left, to the left
Allegiance the flags (They don't care)
Indian land giving niggas and fags
No little more freedom
That comes with a tag
(They don't care)
(They don't care)