Zukosdead - Pocket Change Lyrics

Okay I'm trapped inside illusions
Who gon help me out today
I might pour me up some wok
I need the substance to sustain
Always tripping over shit I can't control
Stuck in the way
Could you spare a little piece of mind
It's just some pocket change
Okay I'm trapped inside illusions
Who gon help me out today
I might pour me up some wok
I need the substance to sustain
Always tripping over shit I can't control
Stuck in the way
Could you spare a little piece of mind
It's just some pocket change

I been stressed more than I'm blessed
I'm well deserving of some rest
But if they ever catch me lacking
I could never be the best
My own emotions take a hold of me
I'm piling up the stress
F*cked up living got me seeing vivid
This some sort of test
I'm tired of calling myself out about some shit they ready know
So tell me what the f*ck could you say that could make me feel more low
You can never hate me more than I do
Really how it go
I ain't worried about these pussies
Their persona like a show
Need to know that I don't say nothing unless I absolutely mean it
Call my bro and tell him that we the best
Right now we undefeated
I'm going up to the top
Don't need no help, it is not needed
I can see through the facade
You parade around
You are not really a match for a literal demon
You lacking
Bitch I been cracking
The seals off chakra had to tap in
To my reserve to show y'all I be snapping
I be packing
Let it be known these f*ckboys really capping
I'm the captain
Aye aye, so tell me what the f*ck is happening
I been around a couple of years
I had enough time to instill them with fear
They wanted the truth
And now this what they hear
I'm tired of f*cking around
Let's get real
Say that they want it
They lacking the passion
They just want the bucks
They ain't touching a fraction
Saying some shit just to get a reaction
You ain't gonna prove me wrong
Law of attraction
And I'm tired of f*cking playing around
Watch me go Super Saiyan
I could break into the back of yo home
And go in alone
Bet you the choppa be spraying
But I be chilling
I'm up on my business
If I let it out it's gon kill the incentive
Don't know how I'm feeling
Be okay one second, two seconds later be plotting my vengeance
Put that mask on
Yellow tape around you before I leave
Need a crutch ho
Get that pressure off so I can breathe
Tired of downing liquor
I be sick so much I start to heave
Give me something, anything
These demons I face they can't see