The Knowmads - Buckets lyrics

Verse 1 I do this for my mother for letting me sing Nothing to lose is the deadliest thing So I'm ain't going to stop till i get me a ring From bottom to top, peasant to king And it ain't just you We all have demons but still have to chose Whether to feed them I don't know no snooze or tylenol pm So whether the booth or packed coliseum This is the truth f** what you believe in I'm living proof I'm music with meaning Surpa**ing my master, this student achieving Then I'm writing all day at the school in the evening What takes yall a month I do in a week And a homie I handed this 9 mill Cause he said he need it For when things get heated Like if they don't pull it sh** I will Being pulled apart by that cold heart Sipping anti-freeze till his mind ill He a real man so he cried Still with that gun in hand As his eyes filled So i said chill Gotta slow down You don't know the problems this cash bring This is what they mean when asking why good people do bad things Then right then my phone rings It's trizy, with more bad news More Jamison, more funerals More sad songs, more tattoos God damn dude Who is it now So many gone I'm losin count Never understood how we carry on I guess we just learned how to do without Choris Cause yall look amazed An at what your boy can do Buckets in the paint T hey're gonna wipe off a point or two Now we're on our way I can stay you'll enjoy the view f** trying to be saved They get paid trying to poison you Verse 2 Cop me a go with that bullsh** Divided hate got me full of venom Donald Trump need his wig pulled Know a lot of people who'd put a bullet in him Meanwhile in the same city Weak minds couldn't change with me I'm reminded they keep us blinded By that old money government designing Old girl talking silver linings Life is tough kid lighten up President flirting with genocide Get deported if you ain't white enough Cops k**ing kids for no reason Same reason I got no sleep f** bois on that feel good Doing c**aine by the O Z White powder on the iPad Say this sh**s lit cause there are hoes here Lost souls like mannequins Turning up like we don't ca re Lota folks that I can't deal with Held you down but you wasn't real Bright future sound unfamiliar Makes you strong if it doesn't k** you Uhh truthfully I can not feel you at all Lately we've been feeling like k**ing them all Tell them my family that I've been feeling too much I ain't done xanax in 26 months Off of the d** make it harder to dream Oh for the love play no part in the sense I am the one to invest in my soul Leaving my flesh so the message is told Choris Cause yall look amazed An at what your boy can do Buckets in the paint They're gonna wipe off a point or two Now we're on our way I can stay you'll enjoy the view f** trying to be saved They get paid trying to poison you