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zaid tabani – vibe lyrics

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ain’t no n0body said nothing to me
everybody wants something that’s clean
a pristine shade of green, here to pocket
i’m a rocket on the edge of sixteens, lights bleed

through every measure i measure
treasure my lesser endeavors, in my cleverest letters
i’ve been a poor man, rich kid, never thinking business
till the world caught me and i needed something instant

all i wanna do is rap
scratch a mile of my track, to a map
you relax while i act, all the monsters distract
from the karma, you needed exactly to impact

anything, see the many kings who came and went
my 2pac records are playing while i’m paying rent
saying when i say it, whenever i’m never making sense
history is wiser than anything that the sequel said

[chorus]
sitting on the back of the river in my city while my street lights shimmer in distance, and they don’t know my name

looking out the gl-ss through my window cracks open as they flash off the overp-ss, and it’s just all the same

i’m just a poor boy,no love to keep me breathing, hoping i can find my way back home

tryna find my way back home

i’m just a poor boy, wishing i was something, lost inside these places i don’t know

[verse]
ain’t n0body said anything new
narrow my leaves to a couple of roots
and tie the tree at the end of a noose
ha ha, i think n0bodies watching

but scene i’m sorta lost in has been costing me my life
i’m way too far invested here to p-ss away the mic
so if you never liked my reasons, then ya’ll ain’t really my type
but my vision is too long, for me to keep this concise

so every nights it’s a fight, and every round is a knockout
sealed away in my bunker, scribbled under a lockdown
everybody i knew either graduated or dropped out
every rapper whose new either p-sses greatness or cops out

watching my culture disintegrate
graffiti lines turn to stucco white on the interstate
women in burka’s who love to learn and to innovate
hide their face just in case all the racists see what they have to say

[chorus]
naw i ain’t safe here
i ain’t safe here
fire in the distance and the devils
uncertain as he’s knocking on my door

i ain’t safe here, all of the same fears, seen inside
gaslamp reflections on cold old night as i’m sleeping on my floor

i’m just a poor boy, no love to keep me breathing

i’m just a poor boy, wishing i was something, lost inside these places i don’t know

[chorus]
ain’t n0body said anything real
always telling me to hide everything that i feel
so every part that im so proud of is really concealed
gimme a spiel like i can’t wait till they give you a deal

pull the curtain back and glance at whatever you wield
memories against dependency’ here is everyone’s meal
you gotta fix, nostalgias quick but it sullies the field
all i gots wits about my person to make up a shield

i don’t really feel so independent
look at me, like zaid why you so d-mn defensive
every girl who love me always seems to make an entrance as quick as they f-cking exit
it’s impressive

i guess i’m kinda stressing, the truth is kinda stretching
where the f-ck i’m from i ain’t never learned my lesson
black in white artist tryna live my life in sketches
put my heart together and then piece it into a sentence

all that i have is really my own devices
tryna be nice it never really suffices
i live my life like my nights are always rolling the dice with
whether or not i like this

can you tell me problems i hope you really a psychic
feel like it’s
funny i never seem to revise it, i’m running outta my time that i find in every -ssignment, everybody is climbing sh-t all i’m doing is grinding

reminding myself if i was the type to never get by with
all the bare essential
just prepare myself the best against the referential in my instrumental i can never settle
i see myself as level above whatever you get to, all the odds that beset you

become nill, i become ill, from change, regrets, inspiration and places i used to stay
some people search their logic and others just wanna pray
and all i wanna do is create, still
gimme something to say

[chorus]
feel me, you feel me
tomorrow i might be, your hero, you need tho, my lovers, my people, my family, my equals, my good, my evils, i see so

and it’s just all the same

i’m just a poor boy, no love to keep me breathing

i’m just a poor boy, wishing i was something, lost inside these places i don’t know

- zaid tabani lyrics

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