Lungs - I Have A Tribe

Out of this shit, I don’t know

I leave the space for the answer to go

I was split, from the pain

When I parts from laying my head full of mines

Give me your empathy, give it to something deserving

Where are you, where are you, who are you holding

I don’t read science but I see what’s meant

I don’t have money I gave you the rent

And I don’t recall the places I’ve been

But I still have lungs for the golden Virgina

I am a throt if you are a fake

But when I was common I made you shake

So where are you now, who are you holding

who are you holding

Solo

Out of this shit, I don’t know

I leave the space for the answer to go

I was split, from the shame

I was unnervingly simple to break

I bet he — has no need for measure for stress medication

Where are you, where are you, who are you holding

I don’t read science but I see what’s meant

I don’t have money I gave you the rent

And I don’t recall the places I’ve been

You said I’ve lungs for the golden Virgina

I’m still a throt, if you’re still a fake

But when i was common i made us shake

Where are you now, who are you holding,

who are you holding, who are you holding

Solo

I don’t read science but I see what’s meant

I don’t have money I gave you the rent

I don’t recall the places we’ll be

I still have lungs for the golden Virgina

You’ll be a throt, and I’ll be a fake

But when i was common i made you shake

Where are you now, who are you holding

who are you holding, who are you holding

End solo