Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lawn Chair, artist - KOTA The Friend. Date of issue: 27.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Lawn Chair |
| Wake up in the morning, the sun is shining, the birds sing |
| Every day I’m workin', I make a purchase, I learn things |
| Money on the dresser, I count the blessings and first things first |
| Mix the vodka with Tropicana and watch Atlanta |
| That’s the ritual, every morning is dinner food |
| Know a lotta' people that only eat if it’s WIC approved |
| Used to be stressed |
| Sick of livin' it cynical |
| Used to think that shit was more important cause it’s in the news |
| More propaganda everybody wanna answer |
| Got people livin' like they happiness is held for ransom |
| Mental slavery, where’s this train takin' me? |
| Caught up in the matrix, the demons are playing major league |
| People in denial and justice is just something make-believe |
| Debatin' with the devil is futile, he never takin' me |
| I be in the city feelin' like I’m on an island man |
| I be elevating, I don’t even need the ganja plant, I- |
| I been chillin' in the sky |
| I been livin' on my island |
| Love the feelin' when I fly |
| Love the feelin' when I’m vibin' |
| Do it solo all the time |
| I don’t worry 'bout the problems |
| I been livin' in my mind |
| I been livin' in my mind |
| Lemme live |
| Neutrality, only believe in gravity |
| Pour some liquor out for the casualties in the family |
| Do the speed limit in Brooklyn, I’m driving 30 |
| I never be in a hurry the piggies ain’t comin' after me |
| Hooptie in the color red, that car certified |
| I just wanna live, now I’m feelin' like I’m turning wise |
| Working with my hands, feeling happy cause I’m earnin' mine |
| Country boy vision coming from a set of urban eyes |
| Smokin' in the open, fail |
| Sippin' from the Holy Grail |
| Nothin' here for ego trippin' people, there ain’t shit for sale |
| Nothin' but the scented leaves, flowers as the centerpiece |
| Unless you the devil, I don’t got a single enemy |
| Me and God cool |
| I ask her if she can send a breeze |
| Walking through the city in moccasins, passin' memories |
| Shit that used to drain me, internally gives me energy |
| Steppin' to my demons in confidence like remember me? |
| I been chillin' in the sky |
| I been livin' on my island |
| Love the feelin' when I fly |
| Love the feelin' when I’m vibin' |
| Do it solo all the time |
| I don’t worry 'bout the problems |
| I been livin' in my mind |
| I been livin' in my mind |
| Lemme live |