So Tired You Can't Stop Dreaming (Explicit) - Quelle Chris/Navy Blue/Gavin Tennille/Sage Elsesser
Composed by:Gavin Tennille/Sage Elsesser
I came up on both sides like delorian doors
If heaven's got a ghetto hell's got a resort
Beside yourself with anger
Or inside you in thought
Repeat until you see desired results
While bro was flipping birds
I was scripting words I admired the fraught
Thinking chaos was my designed default
Habit or hat trick
Being on the fence this long requires practice
Hi my name is gavin
I got a couple habits for the rhyme redacted
Would only complicate the motives
Keep 'em sweating like cold sodas
The best stories ever told never written
Couldn't sit and find the words for 'em
Deep cuts heal the listener quicker
Than it heals the man bleeding when he wrote it
Few would choose to sing a silent opus
Lead or leave your feet up on the sofa
If I take a knee you know
I'll give back with interest for the culture
Trying find my rhythm per the day
What more could he say
When the flames done torched up all in it's in way
A dozen years slave two dozen is a day
Mulligan and cornbread muffins with the gravy
My parents made marijuana babies
And my mama don't smoke
And she don't eat bacon
No swining and dining for me
Keep a eye on the prize and a eye on the grief
My sis say it's the diamonds for me
Got a lot to set aside when I dive in the deep
Popeye with the green gotta love that chicken
Yellow bricks of gold on the road heels clicking
Take n***a home no alcohol in my liquid
Past to resolve and a path got friction like a muh****a
None other than my own mission
I admit I was on some ********
I would sprinkle in the grabba
Sprinkling some more in
Like my brother big mike say it's war in my pen
Self care is like chores for within
When the course get tough ain't no forcing the wind
Finna snap like stax with the jazz like shepp
One on one with myself and I been above the rim
Navy blue the natural trust it's actually him
Got features like a statue matching with his kin
And you know I'm keen when a n***a
Meet his end and the screen read fin infinity
This the never ending story of a dream and my misery
My misery
Light flickering on and off in the crib
It mustn't be a dream this is real life
All in between the two ends of a spectrum
I landed where I'm destined to be
The never ending story of a dream and my misery
I came up on both sides like DeLorean doors
If Heaven's got a ghetto
Hell's got a resort
Beside yourself with
Anger all inside you with thought
If Heaven's got a ghetto
Hell's got a resort
If Heaven's got a ghetto
Hell's got a resort
If Heaven's got a ghetto
Hell's got a resort
If Heaven's got a ghetto
Hell's got a resort
If Heaven's got a ghetto
Hell's got a resort