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

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