Lyrics Most Days - K.A.A.N., Bleverly Hills

Most Days

Most days, I been chilling out by my lonely
Most days, I be in my thoughts and they cloudy
Most days, I be in the space of «fuck all y’all»
But these days, I been thinking «oh it could be worse»
My God, it could- it could cease to fall apart
All lost like a waste, oh yeah
It could- it could
But I think I’ll be alright, I’m okay, yeah I’m straight
Motherfucker I’m good
Tryna reconcile and recollect my thoughts now
If our future’s bright as stars then won’t you tell us who we are
That’s no facade, just keep it real with me
To be honest real is rarely recognized
The feeling’s putrid now, no it’s a mutual
No common ground to stand on
We can’t see eye to eye
Unable to communicate, we lost the meaning of life
Now tell me what’s life without that?
A whole lot of years we don’t get back
'Cause we just couldn’t see the bigger picture
We just overlooking all our blessings
Add a little light to let it shine
But I let it dim 'til it seem candescent
Unsustainable, these lies are
In the corner, standing like an armoire
You ain’t tough under all of that armor
Fighting with myself, screaming «En guarde»
In a battle of wills I am unscathed
In the mist of the madness, I’m unphased
Most days, I been chilling out by my lonely
Most days, I be in my thoughts and they cloudy
Most days, I be in the space of «fuck all y’all»
But these days, I been thinking «oh it could be worse»
My God, it could- it could cease to fall apart
All lost like a waste, oh yeah
It could- it could
But I think I’ll be alright, I’m okay, yeah I’m straight
Motherfucker I’m good
My thoughts been rallied 'bout the hourglass in silence
Rainy days, been thinking challenging
I’m bound to it up
And down, it makes the balance more than promising
I’m in the mountains, tryna catch my breath
I’m wildin' out again
I’m buggin' out again
You heard that sound and hit the ground
Drown in a percocet
I been the worse, I’m feeling cursed
Running these lines like cursive
Don’t care about none of y’all
I curve that drama
I need to run it off
It’s perfect timing searching for my purpose
Why can I keep learning
Time ain’t worth the purchase
Purple smoke is burning
Heard the dirt, it don’t concern me, working on these verses
An early bird, I murder demons lurking
This like a circuit
Most days, I been chilling out by my lonely
Most days, I be in my thoughts and they cloudy
Most days, I be in the space of «fuck all y’all»
But these days, I been thinking «oh it could be worse»
My God, it could- it could cease to fall apart
All lost like a waste, oh yeah
It could- it could
But I think I’ll be alright, I’m okay, yeah I’m straight
Motherfucker I’m good