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marble mind - tristan grant lyrics

[verse 1]
i guess my 15 is up
y’all people’ve had enough
some people said i was nothing
others were acting up
nessie’s got her lock on and i wanna duck
heat seeking missile i’ve become corrupt
wish i gave a f-ck about the words you rehe-rs-
that’s the thing i’m the worst i ignore my own words
always felt like a martian in the world
a visitor, misplaced inquisitor
off-white, red skin, blue blood
true thug or, a kid who just wanted to be seen
sinking my t–th in the next best thing
acting all tough like what does it mean
flows change from spring to fall
eradicate an original thought
so afraid of being myself
do i chant, sing or dance my ancestral wealth

[hook]
just a chip off my marble mind
everyday pretending to be fine
take the time to find rhymes
for style arrives blind i’m feeling like i’m one of a kind
just a chip off my marble mind
for the peace i can’t combine
take the time to find rhymes
for style arrives blind i’ve never been one of a kind

[verse 2]
now i got my ex’s facing depression
talking to the mirror it’s making me restless
how i’m moving on, cleaning up my messes
while she down low, i left her wish less
a strong girl but she don’t know it
asking bout college what she do for diplomas
she just learned how to make ends meet cause
music ain’t sh-t and a girl’s gotta eat
we all crash down
why am i in the biz if i can’t touchdown
i’m on the floor all alone in a dirty coat
loving my life is a but rollercoast
mood swings like mayweather
in the jaw it’s gl-ss and it ain’t strong
i’ve only just learned how to be
in a right hand world with two left feet

[verse 3]
i’m a monotone psychopath
a sheep skipping through alcatraz
and the hall’s so full i’m trippin’ on bulls
and they tugging at my leg tryna get a good pull
what’s a fear to attaining 6 figures
grand visions in a polaroid picture
old school i was trained by the old fools
i had doubts, jousts in the whirlpool
and my legs feel weak
gaining this weight cause me and dad don’t speak
i’m shaving all alone in my apartment
partly out of spite i lose the grip on my harness
art is, the last strap holding onto me
time to bust the fear and set myself free
bars criminal service is subliminal
been a bull internally but p-ssive in reality

[outro]
you don’t know where the f-ck i’ve been
you don’t know what the f-ck i’ve seen
call you out imma call your team
learned a lot from missing things like

- tristan grant lyrics

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