Salty MC - Skins Lyrics

If I don't smoke green I see red, or I'm singing the blues
Sick of liars, still living my truth
Still sitting here spitting to pictures of Drew
Heart still beats, but it's injured and bruised
They'll blade your back just to lick up your wounds
So I only put trust in a few
This scene got me jaded, this weed got me faded
Slow dance with the devil for something to do, yeah
Now my thoughts unstable
Kill myself slowly to talk to angels
Ten toes down when I walk the pavement
Two steps forward, three more backwards
Only so much can be said with this ink in a pen
Run 'til I trip, demons rip up my flesh
Nightmares f*cked, got me kicking my legs
Wake up dripping in sweat, cos I'm missing my friends
Drinking again, I ain't proud but I'm truthful
Thoughts racing, can't put it in neutral
Tryna run up a million off YouTube
If you ain't done it, don't tell me how you'd do it
F*ck your opinion! Don't need it or want it
Higher vibration, don't listen to gossip
I leave the room and I become the topic
But try take this drip and I'll rinse out your pockets
This is my reason to live
Life ain't a film, it's a season of Skins
Don't wanna grow up, I might need a shrink
Death surrounding, but i'm living with it
Both bros gone, gotta hold down the fort
Turn off my phone, don't wanna talk
He said we bros, he don't know me at all
Try leach off me, you'll get nothing but salt
This is my reason to live
Life ain't a film, it's a season of Skins
Don't wanna grow up, I might need a shrink
Death surrounding, but i'm living with it
Both bros gone, gotta hold down the fort
Turn off my phone, don't wanna talk
He said we bros, he don't know me at all
Try leach off me, you'll get nothing but salt
Had drugs in my pores, getting stoned in a basement
Head in my phone, doom-scrolling my Facebook
Realised life's too short, and I don't wanna waste it
Only check PayPal notifications
Jump on the plane interstate
They scream out my name when I step on the stage
Shoot for the stars, so don't get in my way
Nine lives, white lines had me up to my eighth
Still need three pills to get through the day
My bad, think I'm up to my eighth
I'm drowning, the water is up to my face
So I keep my head up and breathe through the pain
Sleeping the day away, couldn't be me
Need to get paid so I'm chasing my dreams
Working away 7 days of the week
I can catch z's when i'm paid in my sleep
DGAF about hate on a screen
Don't mean a thing 'til they say it to me
I'm paid off the hate, they hate you for free
(This is) grown man music, they make theirs for tweens
In the stu' whole week like I'm making a beat
Hungry, but not for the taste of defeat
Wish DB was here, I've got "Pain" on repeat
And paint in my dacks, defacing the street
Walk for a mile, feel the pain in my feet
Placing your name every place that I've been
DB on everything from my veins to my tee
Horid One's legacy's engraved in the scene
Walk for a mile, feel the pain in my feet
Placing your name every place that I've been
DB on everything from my veins to my tee
Horid One's legacy's engraved in the scene
This is my reason to live
Life ain't a film, it's a season of Skins
Don't wanna grow up, I might need a shrink
Death surrounding, but i'm living with it
Both bros gone, gotta hold down the fort
Turn off my phone, don't wanna talk
He said we bros, he don't know me at all
Try leach off me, you'll get nothing but salt