Praise This (feat. SINDYSMAN)

Same old place

Most days

So, wasted

Face so grey

Old ways

New days shit

Spaced out

Hatred

Aim for the day

Been tryna stand up

Manned up don’t change shit

Fucked up a couple big chances frames it

Mains been getting backed up

Since day

’N I really can’t change my functions

Prayed cos I really couldn’t change my ways

I'm shaded

Really tryna hide myself from a day shift

Really tryna find some help

Can’t change this day

So, I’m getting fucked up

So, faded

Lay in a mountain of white stuff

Praise this

Be smiling if there was a bigger number on my pay slip

’N it’s So cold

The postcode

No sun

Snow season

Hold hope

But I ain’t got no reason

Hopes leaving

Coat can’t keep this low feeling out

Yea n I've been old n teething

Open season I been tryna flow with reason

So, appealing

Only really known the meaning of closing early

Opposed to speaking

I poked the spliff in a sober setting

I’m always forgetting

I’m home and sweating

I’m smoking, betting

N folding heavy

In mouldy weather

N keen to keep pleasing with a verse that's worthy

Cursed concerning

Yea n getting quite dark when the beat drops

Praise this.

They’ll come for us to suck our blood

The only power is our mud

You talk to me I talk to you

The voice of speak is over proof

The sky is grey when blue is fine

Fine dinning places eco wine

You bust the oyster come from yelp

This is no record for private hell

I tried to smile through bad days n sad ways the last place

I was even missing how the past taste

Want from cask ales to cask strength

’N talk about my sanity in past tense

Time spent wasted

Life went

Crazy

Past time

Filled with a bag a cheap goodies n a hoodie over my eyes

I’m fine

Save it

Lines get thicker n my space grows smaller i was living in the margain

Drugs are a bargain