Tide [Prod. By Johnny Minds]

by T.R.3

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Yeaaaa, they done caught my wave
How the fuck I breath in the ocean
When I can't bypass my race
When you can't throw out my case
Color on my face remind you of christ
Not Christian, no
No disrespect but I see more light at night
Yup
Altered state (where) my mind is kept
I'm too high, can't watch my step
Jump like Jordan, reach my goals
Look up, all you see is souls
Save a pair and stack your gold
All this trapping getting old
Spit your game , talk your shit
But don't know how to pray alone
Nope
But you wanna get to heaven
When the devil got all the leverage
Cut the cord
Get depressed, dreams are dead, grab the beverage for life support
Life is short
Life from the eyes of Newport
Blow like a whistle, life Too Short
Balling everywhere like a Uber
Accidentally took your bitch and made her roll blunts
Can't control my vibe
God been on my side, yes
Can't control my life, no
Hold on to what's richeous
Pray and let that tide flow
Feel that weight lift off your chest
Take a look into the mirror
Dont you know that you the best

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released June 24, 2017

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