Tristian Workman - Energy Lyrics

All of this energy I aint worried bout no enemy
Inner dreams all created by the memory
Thinking I'm finna free my myself within the beat
I got the tendency
To be defending me
I need me plenty weed
So I can sit in peace
Dis be the melody
Wait fo the symphony
Writing so much that it all come religiously
My pen is dripping ink
You hear the history
Smoking on hella weed
I gotta get the green
I feel the jealousy im feeling sick of me
I said to hell w me I should get rid of me
Throw out myself and become who I wish to be

It dont mean shit to me if you aint listening
I been to hell to see the devil sinning free
I went to heaven seen that god a friend to me
I wanna better my soul til the end of me
Writing down all of this shit like its meant to be
I let me pencil speak. Drawing my destiny
Life aint so finicky w deez amphetamines
I can do anything cant get ahead of me
Til I be dead deceased im living endlessly
Making me head believe im on to better things
Am who am I be damned if aint
Gotta van for the band
Gotta plan for the stage
Im da man who I am gods plan w da faith
No bands in da bank
Jus fans w the base
Just dance to the bass
Goddamn its a race
For the chance imma take
Might dance on my grave
When im banned from this place
No chance ima change
Ima Stand for the pain
Make plans for the rage
Set camp out in space
Expand in the brain
Smoke cannabis strange
No damage can break like Damn its amazing
Hand me the mic ill hand you amazement
Matter fact f*ck that I don't gotta say shhh
I dont gotta say shit!
Rappin that f*ck cash i been getting paid slim
Working for the payments
Sick al da the same shit
I aint got no bank den
Better make a change quick
Speaking in my language
Hoping that it make sense
Elevate and stay lit
Hella faded wasted
Tell a hater stay pissed
I aint w the fake shit
Destined for greatness
My heaven is waiting
I'm next in the game bitch
Death to my fake friends
Or ill never make it
Rip to patience
Waiting for the days end
Seeming like the days tend to mend til they aint them
Everybody living in pretend like a lame trend

Smoking on hella weed
I gotta get the green
I feel the jealousy im feeling sick of me
I said to hell w me I should get rid of me
Throw out myself and become who I wish to be
Making me head believe im on to better things
Am who am I be damned if aint
Gotta van for the band
Gotta plan for the stage

Feeling like they bodies bout to cave in amen
Souless lost in they ways in places
Open your heart to the pain and tame it
Focus on art and create this painting
Every brush stoke is a wave in the matrix...-

I dont f*ck hos Maryjane is the main bitch
In da blood flow in the veins running hatred
Wit the thug flow im insane if I aint sick
Living up floating to the gates of my brains end
Giving up hope, no way gotta make it
Sick of my lows
So I picked up soul
Then I hit up my road to envision my goals
No kidding no joke
Jus a kid w tight flow
In a live or die role
Gotta spin the dice slow
When im in the minds home, spitting symbolized poems of the inner vibe
Growing I aint in the right program
Skinning my soul
From the skin of my bones damn
I am jus a lone man
Making up my own plan
Building on my own land
Thinking bout the old past
Thinking about the present
Singing let my soul craft
Make it what I let it
Music the best friend I already said it
Restless spitting this flow as the message
Headed for the f*cking gates of the heavens
Ready for the day I die like im reckless
Steady I been on the rise no reference
I don't need to mother f*ckin rhyme yo preference
I spit that chronic flames ?
I been on that conscious wave
Rolling up the strongest strain
Smoking on my scars n pain
While I reach for stars in space
I won't even start to name the shit I go thru on the daily
I got so much flaws it's crazy
I been busy contemplating
Why the f*ck my heart is racing talking shady I don't even got to say it what's That shit up on yo playlist

Aight.... Got it.

Yeah I let my soul sing
F*cking yo bitch w no strings
Ion tell its low-key
But ima tell my homies
Ima tell my ho leave
Im aware I know me
I can hear my bones scream
Cause I aint gettin no sleep
Im wide awake in my own dream
N I been living so lonely

Yuh
Yeah I been doing my own thing smoking on the dope green
Grow free
No love for the police