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liam markin - cosmic latte lyrics

[intro: olie tranto]
letting everything go…as i pass by
oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (pass by)

[chorus: liam markin]
yeah, i come from the block, where them fiends flock
where you gotta stay on top, but the game never stops
fake friends all around, like a merry+go+round
hatin’ on you when you up, then they grin when you down
gettin’ caught up in the haze, like i’m stuck in a maze
lost in this life, tryna escape the craze
addiction got me slippin’, can’t stop the trippin’
chasin’ highs that ain’t real, feel like lifе’s flippin’

[verse 1: restop]
yeah, uh, i’m speakin’ my truth
’bout drug abuse, thе struggles of a youth (huh)
in the streets, where fake friends be actin’ rude
tryna get high, but they never find no proof
chasin’ the highs, livin’ a lie
addiction destroys, no need to ask why
couched with excuses, they all just tryna hide
but the pain cuts deep, nothin’ left inside
lost in the game, stuck in the haze
fake friends, no love, only pain remains, yeah
lost in the game, trapped in the chains
drug abuse, addiction drivin’ me insane, uh
[verse 2: lil wayne & future]
caught up in this vicious cycle, it’s a battle zone
fake friends be fakin’ like they really got my back, yo
but when they see me down, they be quick to attack, bro
till they need a hit, then they at my spot, oh no!
yeah, the drugs be callin’, they ain’t got no names
got me runnin’ in circles, feelin’ constant shame
gotta break free, cut the ties, extinguish the flame
i’m takin’ back control, my life will never be the same
it’s a harsh reality, but i’m risin’ from the dust
leavin’ the streets behind, givin’ up on the l+st
of the drugs and fake friends, reclaimin’ my trust (ooh, ooh)
gotta stay focused, grindin’ till i got enough
no more f+++ed up circle, no time for second+guess
cut the ties, burn the bridge and never settle for less
gonna pave my own path, show ’em who’s the best
no more fake friends, addiction laid to rest
i’m free, haha (yeah)

[verse 3: future]
in these cold streets, where the darkness prevails
living fast, chasing dreams, but it’s a treacherous trail
f+++ friends that fake, touting loyalty til it’s trailing off
stacks of green, dreams of cream, but it’s fake as knockoff
got them fiends on the corners, fiendin’ for a taste
chasing white lines, hoping it erases the disgrace
rollin’ with fake friends, sneaky moves, they snakes
but i can see through the lies, comin’ out as i embrace
false friends, false dreams, that’s the scene in these streets
drug abuse, addiction, only spell disaster and defeat
but i rise above the noise, the chaos, can’t control me
stay focused on my hustle, fake friends can’t console me
addiction got me stuck in this twisted maze of haze
lost in the smoke, feeling trapped in a cloud that never fades
these fake smiles and backstabs, it’s a toxic crusade
but i’m breaking free, grinding hard, i’m ’bout to invade
fiends overdosing, stumbling, blindly chasing highs
the devil lurking, feeding off their demise
but my grind’s too strong, can’t let the demons take hold
i’ma rise above, let my story be bold
[chorus: liam markin]
yeah, i come from the block, where them fiends flock
where you gotta stay on top, but the game never stops
fake friends all around, like a merry+go+round
hatin’ on you when you up, then they grin when you down
gettin’ caught up in the haze, like i’m stuck in a maze
lost in this life, tryna escape the craze
addiction got me slippin’, can’t stop the trippin’
chasin’ highs that ain’t real, feel like life’s flippin’

[bridge: tyler, the creator]
this one’s for all those hustlin’ in the struggle
keep your eyes open, real friends are few
stay true to yourself, rise above the temptations
false friends will fade away, but you’ll always remain true

[verse 4: tyler, the creator & liam markin]
yeah, uh, check it
anger in my eyes, man, they ain’t no disguise
got no time for fake friends, cuttin’ ties with those lies
respect is earned, i don’t toss it around cheap
you mess with me, d+mn right it’s war you’re ’bout to reap
fake friends, fake news, all these fakes ’round the bend
anger fuels my fire, that’s loyalty’s currency, my friend
yeah, loyalty’s currency, yeah, let’s go, uh
yeah, respect the hustle, keep it real or don’t come near
only roll with g’s, dodgin’ snakes, switchin’ gears
stayin’ focused on my grind, turnin’ pain into prose
i’m a leader in these streets, wearin’ respect like clothes
yeah, once anger fades, happiness lights up my soul
drowned in success, no time for haters, reachin’ goals (uh, oh)
contentment takes over, i’m in my zone, ya feel me?
never lettin’ anyone besmirch my victory (i see you, huh, huh, ooh, yeah)
[chorus: liam markin]
yeah, i come from the block, where them fiends flock
where you gotta stay on top, but the game never stops
fake friends all around, like a merry+go+round
hatin’ on you when you up, then they grin when you down
gettin’ caught up in the haze, like i’m stuck in a maze
lost in this life, tryna escape the craze
addiction got me slippin’, can’t stop the trippin’
chasin’ highs that ain’t real, feel like life’s flippin’

- liam markin lyrics

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