GREYT - Front Door Lyrics

Figure it out

Let me kick open the front door
One dose of this shit will get you numb, bro
One dose of this shit will get you dumb, bro
Got some big ears, no eavesdropping on the convo
Globe is too big for your fears
It's in your palm wrote
Blowing palm trees out
No, I know it calms me down

Goes to show it, the poet is so stoic
Owes it to the poem, lets it go, then quotes it
He's so sick and tired of all the bullshit weighing him down
Pound for pound

Pound for pound
Merry go round mary go round
Spinning, we hit it till we hit the ground
Hit it then bounce

Squint my vision, windows tinted
You can't see my soul, just listen
Spit no gimmicks
Say my name a few more times before you get it
I ain't Bloody Mary smoking Mary Jane no smoke in mirrors
It appears oh so clear that I'm years above my peers
I relate to the state thinking that I'm not great
Underestimating all of my creations
That feeling never leaves no fleeting sensation
Patience... waiting for my turn I'm next in rotation

Let me kick open the front door
One dose of this shit will get you numb, bro
One dose of this shit will get you dumb, bro
Got some big ears, no eavesdropping on the convo
Globe is too big for your fears
It's in your palm wrote
Blowing palm trees out
No, I know it calms me down
Goes to show it, the poet is so stoic
Owes it to the poem, lets it go, then quotes it
He's so sick and tired of all the bullshit weighing him down
Pound for pound

Pound for pound
Merry go round Mary go round

Fears gon hide don't look inside
Fears gon find ya find ya find ya
Tears don't dry you took no time
Tears don't dry up dry up dry up

Hope your fears don't find ya find ya find ya
Hope your tears gon dry up dry up dry up