Jack Karowak - Quicksand Lyrics

I said too many fall down, not too many rise up
You feel like your mind stuck
Idolize signs of the times until the the time's up

Yeah I'm feeling crazy
Deranged in a way that they can't be
Paint me the color of love so they can't hate me
Take these bars I been tryna' hit the bank
Breeze right through my first check
The worst way to pain ease
And y'all could never understand, ain't got no other plan
Stepping to the plate and while these goons throwing underhand
They like some cover bands sounding like the last one
I understand but shit, I'm only here to blast love
I'm Ricky Williams out the league, shit I need my weed
I'll get my paper on my own yo, just leave me be
They tryna' tell me everything that they can see in me
The person that I need to be, reality we seek
To see the truth in it, I think the youth did it
I'm thinking as we grow older become a loose image
Shit is this true living? You ain't holding back
You ain't notice nothing, I know you bugging
Stuck in a trap, its like

Y'all is getting stuck inside the quick sand
Know you tryna' move
You ain't doing shit man
I'm the only one that's running out the jungle with the script man
Talking out your neck plead the 5th man
Bitch man
Y'all is getting stuck inside the quick sand
Know you tryna' move
You ain't doing shit man
I'm the only one that's running out the jungle with the script man
Talking out your neck plead the 5th man
Bitch man

Kickstand posted, this man roasted off of ambulance doses
Of the plant I been smoking
So I'm open now, I think I write it down
I think they show they soul the second that you not around
The wrong type, hope you don't think its too loud
I been all in my cloud, searching
Finding my worth and smoothing all the surfaces out
My mind can breath easy, you can't believe TV
He be on a different path, laugh cause you can't beat me
Undefeated child like they never took my halo
And so I stay close to love now the day slow
You better pace yourself for wealth and the peso
Prob flow Picasso, that's comma Pablo, the pace gold
Damn, all my life I just had this lone plan
Grow bands like dope plants, came from my own hands
Harness the happiness the romance
And all the shit that I been kicking this is your chance
So go dance make your money and your memories grow
And if you understand the language they ain't telling me no
Just running home to re-up, and then I'm back with the flow
Back to that automatic snapping, down that passionate road
I told 'em like, damn

Y'all is getting stuck inside the quick sand
Know you tryna' move
You ain't doing shit man
I'm the only one that's running out the jungle with the script man
Talking out your neck plead the 5th man
Bitch man
Y'all is getting stuck inside the quick sand
Know you tryna' move
You ain't doing shit man
I'm the only one that's running out the jungle with the script man
Talking out your neck plead the 5th man
Bitch man