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nuh khalid - end of summer lyrics

oh tell me why do it feel like
yeah i’m living but this can’t be real life
these prescriptions i’m getting dont bring real highs
through the hard times
seeing god eyes

i’ve allowed myself too often to be weakened
seeking
solace
in christopher wallace speaking
while working 9+5
in constant hope of seeing weekends
just so i can rip a couple beats and get some sleep in
cheapened
by over saturation of this bullsh+t rap
and momma saying how she praying at the pulpit that
i turn my life around
i just want to shakе the systems core bеfore i strike it down
+sleeping in a moonlit crypt
why it feel like i am the embodiment of icarus
flying closer to the sun
but blinded by my ignorance
masked by the misguided veil of innocence
i never felt a sense that it was bliss in never knowing sh+t
i been reading up on how they work to keep our minds down
over crowded private prison systems empty my town
i just want my brothers to avoid mistakes that i made
i just wanna act my shoe size instead of my age
i just wanna buy a couple pots that i can p+ss in
throw it out the window just to show them i was listening
all my life they told me thats the sh+t that i’d be missin when
i’m out here in the cold world
oh dear, venison
but look how i have no fear
disrespect my kin
i spin a bend that’s word to tennyson
interject my sin i’m sanctified
the world i’m living in
only has a saint defined by deity
i sin again and sin again and sin again
maybe hit a synagogue
guess i need some saving
finding haven in a minefield
i wanna save the world, the world don’t give a f+ck how i feel
til i’m winning on the rap tours
guess this how kawhi feel
i swear i’m wasting time still
everyday my bars are getting harder til my rhymes steel
heavens gates and stars are moving farther as my mind spills
over

cut all ya lip service
in college gin was the drink of choice and i sipped dirty
ain’t proud of it but i lived my life till my kids turned me
to a better man a more clever pen and my chick perfect
the revenant how i bear my soul
when this sh+t hurting
i couldn’t sleep when i wrote this what its like 6:30
my head is spinning my rent is due what like this thursday
and so i sip from the lazarus
ain’t been this thirsty
for knowledge power and p+ssy
since i was younger man
i hit the mall and my fist are ready for rumbling
like don’t you bump me or make me think that you mumbling
cause i got time and i’m shining until the summer ends
no i got time in a minute you catching second hands

oh tell me why do it feel like
yeah i’m living but this can’t be real life
these prescriptions i’m getting dont bring real highs
through the hard times
seeing god eyes

- nuh khalid lyrics

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