Criss Lyric - Brinks lyrics

[Verse 1: CRSLYRC] Mother moon, peeks in my window My house speaks when the wind blows Whistling by in a crescendo Living behind enemy lines where I feel confined But all I need is a little bit of indo to ease the mind And release the beasts deep inside I'm a scavenger, for betterment I gather up info With a Pentium processor for a mental Instrument cold as penguins, swing like pendulums, uh I'm about as righteous as a Vietnam veteran Turned reverend- But any given day I may go AWOL, paint my face, round up the troops And hit an armored truck for dead presidents Set a precedent for getting dividends Divvy the dollars and build settlements My n***a I'm tryna eat Because as broke as I am at this age is a pitty Yet I don't know what's bigger My dreams or the city I meet Folks from all walks of life, some are cool Some I don't care for to be honest , I can't lie But hey that's just me Nah, I ain't perfect though Blemishes on my face that proactive can't fix Some days are hard to balance my axis at least I can lace my boots up, face the truth And embrace it and be at peace with myself everyday So I say [Hook: CRSLYRC] f** what you n***as think I don't need to act like my sh** don't stink Picture me rolling riding in a Brinks n***a picture me rolling riding in a Brinks Too much on the mind to even try to think So I roll another piece and I drag like minks Then I picture me rolling riding in a Brinks n***a picture me rolling riding in a Brinks Like waddup! (4x) Money bags in the trunk and I'm screaming out Waddup!(4x) Windows down, middle fingers up like Waddup(4x) Money bags in the trunk and I'm screaming out Waddup!(4x) Windows down, middle fingers up [Intermission: CRSLYRC] There's money to be made, children to be raised Books to be read and mouths to be fed [Verse 2: CRSLYRC] It ain't safe out here And I'm tryna get the code to the safe out here Where I'm from n***as hold it by they waist right there Catch a body tonight and catch a case next year Get your hands on a pound, that's weight right there And you straight right there, that's cake right there But I ain't gone take it right there n***as flake like hair, they ain't playing type fair On this subway of life I done paid my fare On track like tempo, complex but it's simple Hell bound with a hell hound Trees got a n***a spellbound, uh Mother f** sobriety If it ain't weed then the rum's inside of me Too much pride it's the lion inside of me And I see all these hyenas eyeing me Laughing and giggling babble bickering Smacking their lips while yapping that gibberish I'll smack em with a sh** stained sock Filled to the top with rocks, wait Let me stop , drop, open up shop And hustle these raps on a writers block Bricks and pounds of different sounds galore You don't gotta pay me back just pay forward Never look back gotta move straightforward Live before the reaper repo's it Read between the lines of these poems Illest n***a on the track running past Owens Whoa! let me like slow up with the flow Old dirty n***a but you got a love Jones The money means nothing if the loves all gone Stepped in the ring gloves on swinging Shine like sheen and my whole teams winning The voice in my head just keeps on singing Sad serenades and it's hard not to listen I had a vision I could lead the blind Outside I'm fine, Inside I'm crying My mother is dying, the government's lying Cops wanna jail me, better yet k** me All I'm tryna do is figure out who the real me is n***as wanna reel me in, to the bullsh** I ain't feeding in What I need now is peace within Or someone to say "I believe in him" Cuz I cried for attention, but nobody listened Now I'm a delinquent, prints in the system But I'm grown now and I'm done reminiscing I gotta make the most out of my existence, please There's money to be made, children to be raised Books to be read and mouths to be fed And crowds to be led, a light to be shed A time for peace and a time for war Love should be spread, no blood should be shed So many words left unsaid in my head [Hook]