Dead Giveaway Beats - Time For Tea lyrics

[Produced by Dead Giveaway Beats] [Intro: Deontra Green] I gotta stop getting this high, man [Hook: Deontra Green] Dreaming of future loves, currently I'm too drugged Worrying got me bugged, full of that razor's blood That's where I'm from and my heart it goes back often A weed cough has got me lost, kid. Check it I'm all alone, looking for a way out Before this fade fades my brain out How 'bout you? [Verse 1: Daniel Johnson] How 'bout me? sh**, I'm in Seattle so last week I was detoxing Nothing like a sober month to show you what you lost in this world And then you do a 180 Proof that you still want the poison, it's like the words are written But that desire reminds me of the first time my eraser caught the taste of lead It's so easy to wash a life out and waste a breath We got so much on our plate left to be ate up yet Too much to lay to rest How 'bout you? [Hook 2: Deontra Green & Daniel Johnson] Dreaming of future loves, currently I'm too drugged Worrying got me bugged, full of that razor's blood That's where I'm from and my heart it goes back often A weed cough had got me lost, kid. Check it [Verse 2: Deontra Green] Hope that you feel me, this the letter that it got away Too many blunts and shots, my fingers went astray Should've watch my head, but let my demons play So I need you to do me a favor, homie, without delay Tell everyone that this pressure just got too much for me So I had to run away to rediscover king And I'm a star child, my life is now a [?] (You are too.) How you doing, my n***a? Oh, is it time for tea? [Verse 3: Daniel Johnson] It's been a minute since we hit the scene Started so many things but how much have we finished? Feels like it's been years since I took off that mask though Guess my intentions were to just cut out the image And open all the channels What if I take it off and my face is all demented? It all depends on my expression What we see in friends is just a piece of us I guess Familiar faces that were god send them So I just send a piece of god to y'all then Cause the ideal still falls short of the mind's real climate The brain storms seem violent but Even though we moved to where it rains more That's not to say we ain't got separation pays no more Sometimes it's easier to stay inside and close the blinds So I ain't gotta feign more acceptance of the system That insists we continue to spread its vision And any change in store better be self contained or you'll get shamed for it [Outro: Daniel Johnson] Dreaming of current loves, currently I'm feeling drugged Toxins that got me bugged, full of that sacred blood That's where I'm from, my heart it goes back often A sweet coffin got me lost, kid. Check it On the road, just searching for a way out Before this fade fades the brain out How 'bout you?