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lufty - baby jesus lyrics

[verse #1]

listen, even baby jesus couldn’t free us
stuck in deadly cycles every season, might go psycho if i leave it
if it deepens, if the mountain steepens ’round the corner
void of warning, bound in horror
found in mornings woke up mourning over stress
important tests, it’s for the best, the warden says at least
within this prison, they shittin’ on me and my expertise
discrepancies will never define me
listen, ’til i’m a celebrity i won’t rest in peace
rest -ssured, i’m maturing every beat
every measure every word i speak, these are the things that separate me
liberated when meditating
therapeutic, blaring music
staring foolish at this chalkboard, confused sophomore
could use a lot more help, but develop myself
i only tend to learn the lesson if i set it myself
and that’s the reason why these textbooks still rest on my shelf
was never set on the wealth, was only set on progression
and that’s the reason why i’m sleeping through these lessons

[interlude]

check it, i’m a young man with a dumb plan hoping i win
i know i shouldn’t focus on sin but it happens
i hate distractions, ain’t relaxing ’til i’m famous
so inside my notebooks pages, i don’t take notes
i make flows to make wages, p-ssionate and shameless, uh
my world’s spinning without the drugs and jameson they chug to mask the pain
this master plan is on a shoestring, though i ain’t losing any time soon
i move in the quiet, reminding myself and no one else i’ll find it
i’m defiant, listen
in this prison, non-compliance is my instinct (shiiit)

[verse #2]

even baby jesus couldn’t free us
stuck inside this cycle, i’m depleted, might go psycho if i leave it
if it deepens, if the mountain steepens
found the deep end, now you depend on this rotation and repetition
fiendin’ for reputations and sleep in some beds we’ve hated since the tv told us
since we seen those magazines, but we keep boasting
posting on ig, our filters spokesmen reminding us how we’re broken
declining important focus and finding some worthless motives, it’s
so hard to notice with your noses in your phones and shit
i’m overhead and know it’s headed for a golden ditch
that you ain’t finna take your gold in with, so know this shit
your soul’s legit, i won’t relax
until i’m on this path and know my task gon’ pay my taxes, though i take my cl-sses
and that shit sets the breaks on my p-ssion, i can’t escape it though
i hope he saves my soul
baby jesus

- lufty lyrics

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