Will Kobus - Sunshine Lyrics

Prepping for cold summers
The contradiction 'tween the phases slaughter bits of slumber
Been wondered, how niggas rage for days
My mental fried, hit Sunnyside to skate
The feelings wandered
Just for the moment, stress been lately conjured
From overdrafts to pinning drafts i couldn't seem to corner
Never out my bag, just more distracted from genetic karma
Coughing up a lung or two to keep me calmer
It's a current way to spell out how i'm acting like I'm Keke Palmer
Forced myself to hangars like Saddam, the marijuana parlor
A pit of quicksand in the path of checkered flags
And sluggers barking, trying to steal a base
From pictures stalking
My range of motion, spread between the plate and dirt
Evenly, was deemed to be like beady beads
Can't brush me off
When I divert to totting verbs, it graze your lobes
Reveal my worth, the thought absurd
As far as matching up with my patience, nigga the stillness serve
The overnight shit to the pearly gates, I kept an urn
Right beside the foot of my mattress, strictly for my concern
Discerning how to grade attention greater, from the lessons learned
Keep my circle running from the lines I drew
Equate or turn

Swear the sun been shining on my face, too much
These summer days won't let up, sleeping too much
Ain't in the cards
Blame the 9 to 5 and lunar thoughts
The plans to focus on the self left on a trip abroad
Swear the sun been shining on my face, too much
These summer days won't let up, sleeping too much
Ain't in the cards
Blame the 9 to 5 and lunar thoughts
The plans to focus on the self left on a trip abroad

Shit, I need a vacation
Sinking under mortgages exhausting, been waiting
To get a leg up on the vast amount of payments
Empathize with mama more I'm, aging

My situation been hard to manage like stick shifts
Slipping
Under weights of mortgages, the mission
Is merely predicated on detonating the interest
That keeps on piling up after the fifth, shit
Been overworked and underpaid
Ain't got a check that I could use to cast the stress astray
Can't sail away, I need commission, talk is cheap these days
Been oscillating on a different trend, my stock exchanged
Straight through the stanzas, every mark allow the thought to fade
Behind my frontal lobe, decaying shit stuck on display
150 micro-grams between my lips on sunny days
My head been heavy, brain been skillet bound
Ego decaying
No time for playing, moms my compass
Got me praying
Understand that shit is bound to come together, compilations
Been embracing complications taxing, lately stuck debating
In between fumbling hope and keeping faith
No reservations
It's why I'm feeling like

I need a vacation
Sinking under mortgages exhausting, been waiting
To get a leg up on the vast amount of payments
Empathize with mama more I'm aging

Swear the sun been shining on my face, too much
These summer days won't let up, sleeping too much
Ain't in the cards
Blame the 9 to 5 and lunar thoughts
The plans to focus on the self left on a trip abroad
Swear the sun been shining on my face, too much
These summer days won't let up, sleeping too much
Ain't in the cards
Blame the 9 to 5 and lunar thoughts
The plans to focus on the self left on a trip abroad