lightwork

(Chxse Bank) da da da da daa, yeah
Ay, ay

I've been on my toes (I’ve been on my toes)
'Cause you never know where your
Time will go
If you'll ever fold (If you’ll ever fold)
'Cause the cards inside your hand
Disconnected from your soul
I've been moving slow
(I've been moving slow)
Hoping that the rain still
Contributes to my growth
I can feel the glow (I can feel the glow)
Sitting in my chest like a bomb about to blow
Lightwork, I ain't pay the bill in weeks
(Ain't pay) i've been writing down these
Verses on my sheets (Hate this)
Getting cozy on this god damn beat
'Cause I know you motherfuckers gonna sleep
Not the way you prolly think
Off a sеdative setting in while you blink
(Whilе you sleep)
And the words that you’ve been saying
I’m spitting out in the sink
Tryna down it with some water
Now everything lookin' pink
Like a vessel in your eye
I’m poppin' off inside the ink

Lack of zinc, got you mother fuckers confused
Cloudy vision, consumed
Mix it with the Henny, that's a dumb move
Come through, we can talk about it sometime
Working on this album 'til the sunrise
I’ve been on my shit
Checklist when it come time
On another project checkin' outta my mind
I don't need to think 'cause
I only do it sometimes
Time will tell my story if I
Ever get these lines right
Write until my wrist hurts
Damn, this screen is so bright
Fill another script full of words
Not the drug type john Carpenter
How my flicks flamin' my pipe
I'ma set the scene really quick
Lemme paint it out how I like
I fight through a constant
Battle with depression
Self-mutilation, aggression
The wreckage of my compression
The pressure been comin' in
This music is my obsession
I'll do this shit every day
Until I reach my ascension for real

Yeah, I'ma let it breathe
I'ma let it breathe, ay ayy
Da da da, da
Da da da da, da da da da, ay, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Used to mop the floor
Now I'm flooring through the hills
It's a crazy fucking world when you
Live through what you feel
I won't ever take a break 'cause
The music's how I heal
I ain't ever had my doubts
That's how you know that it's real
That's how you know that it's real, ayy
That's some lightwork
Stocked up like a night clerk
One day people gonna know my
Name through these cyphers
I could be the king
It depends on who dies first