Ben Chargot - BackSeat lyrics

Verse 1: Quay Lyrics formulated to frame my consciousness Actually this my mind from a lost sarcophagus Spitting a prophet I saw the future but I loss it Let me go and back let me pause it When I was just chillin outside in my backseat Reminisce over time that I used to blow trees Releasin my mind I really miss that feelin As the stress float away as the smoke hit the ceiling What is life a sick game Livin life just to watch the wrong people get fame While I grind my life away just to die a pit-stain Buried six feet and I'm just another missed grave These verses might cut deep I won't even need ink I'll just bleed If I die on this track At least We'll know where my hearts at [Hook: Quay] Can you see me Cause I'm right here in the BackSeat Can you see me Cause I'm right here in the BackSeat Chill in my ride in the BackSeat Where I used to blow trees Release mind Give mine Need mine Give mine [Verse 2: Quay] Things change when reality is the medicine Taken twice daily and bitter taste is unsettlin Now I'm stressin grey hairs at 25 Got me askin how much longer I gotta stay alive Job layoffs made my mom sound like Lebron Not 4, 5, or, 6, but how she even carry on And I ain't no math scholar but I'm workin on figures To see that she couldn't retire from workin at Dillard's Seein fam manage make a grown man weep That weight alone can make anyone lose sleep Couple melatonin help me black out at night I can't dream that mean I'm doin this struggle right When them demons used to visit me I meant that last line all types of literally Believe or not I'm just lookin for a purpose When my only fear is turning out less than worthless [Hook] [Verse 3: Quay] Lord I pray I never go to hell But if I do let be for somethin real Let it be my soul burn just because my heart turned Towards wrong way to get the right things earned These means to reach them ends To be free and not slave to them rims Jay Z now what it take to be him Let my moment of clarity just sink in 9 to 5 is how to I ain't tryna survive I'm tryna live it to the limit and love it a lot Mic sk**s that might will poison my body And not praying to a God but praying Gotti D'evils could leave you with no people And ease you to ill fino with no sequel Don't wanna die with a pocket full of lint But what's a dollars in this life if ain't made sense yet