Part of watering the seed's to see it grow into trees
Know when it greens, still see it snow in your dreams
Part of holding your breathe is to know when to breathe
Part of walking in my life is to know when to leave
Blow with the breeze, please better know what it means
Part of me wish they'd stick around so I can throw them some keys
Four years down the line, they're all showing degrees
I've never seen this path, but I'm a go where it leads
Loneliest streams, rivers still flowing it seems
It's slowing it seems, no one really knows what it needs
Growing some weeds in a world where homies are thieves
Hope he succeeds, but I don't think they know me, I mean, I don't
Sometimes you gotta do it for yourself
And, prove it to yourself you're not a loser to yourself
And, do it in good health before the only thing you have is that picture on a shelf
Yeah, just a picture on a shelf
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Hard to resurrect or rekindle all of the hope had
Roaming like a nomad, lit it then took a slow drag
Moment had me so mad, f*ck it just let it go bad
Everything that's born will die, is scripted in my notepad
Yeah, but you should know that, and are you willing
It's bone chilling, you're only alone villain
Don't sell me a low ceiling, tell me it's fulfilling
It's hell to me slow spilling, I'm numb no feeling
Yeah, it's so real when pennies clink in a can
He's ready thinking he can, think, thinking he can
Instead he's sinking in sand, and he's got a drink in his hand
Put a kink in his plan, man blink and then blam
No ones wishing for this man to show up missing
Maybe stop the sipping, it walked you where you were slipping
Maybe it's taking part of me, slowing me on my mission
Or maybe it'd set him straight and his dreams would come to fruition
Or maybe it'd set him straight and his dreams would come to fruition
Woods
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah