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isaac app - cargo 200 lyrics

[chorus]

grim to the core, bad to the bone
life in the city, but im steady on my own
spliff in my hand, turn me to stone
hard to accept that i reap what i’ve sown

everything has changed, and i don’t feel the same
everything moves and i’m searching for the blame
i declare free when i succumb to how it be
leave me when i’m blind, take my hand when i can see

[verse]

that my life ain’t immortalized
i put myself in these suit & ties
all for me to realize one day it’s just a big facade
i been seeking out thе absolute wit mortal eyes
nеver wise, putting all my faith into the known divine
the value in religion can’t confirm the lies
otherwise, what’s the point of saying sh+t like i decide
testing my belief system when i saw the blurred lines
yeah, and i was raised by grandmother
up against it, not a single problem wouldn’t k!ll for her
she gave my childhood a light on dark climbs
and to this day it shines, still no deadline
come to my surprise, almost out of that borrowed time
balancing these two is such a fine line
thankful for the moments, anxious for the future
stayin in the present or expect a preacher
i know i been naive, this sh+t comes and goes
life and death, yin and yang, final breathe, growing fangs, all in vain
but it’s two sides of the same f+cking coin
finding beauty in the useless or depression you could join
i been thin ice walking for the answer i could find
but it’s circles in this game so i just end up right behind
where i took off
course i’m well aware this ain’t a issue i should put off
but it seem the more i seek i lose the beam of where to push off
meditation, medication, all this sh+t i’m doing
i feel f+cking stupid tryna grieve a person here
my mind and my heart have a love to always tear
friction in my soul i wonder how much i could bear
ay, amplifying all my depression i don’t care
least that’s what i tell myself but listen i swear
if it ain’t this issue then it’s something over there
f+ckin up my life but guess who always got a prayer
got a prayer got a prayer, i been talking less to god the problems i should air
recent i just write em in these words and over snares
purpose driven person but i’m purgin what i share
hit a crossroad, i don’t think i’m ever ready
stand on my beliefs, replicate the sh+t i heard
pressure, make a choice before i end up back in church
swiping through the clock see the scythe swinging first
[chorus]

grim to the core, bad to the bone
life in the city, but im steady on my own
spliff in my hand, turn me to stone
hard to accept that i reap what i’ve sown

- isaac app lyrics

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