Pontius Pilate ft. Luke MacKenzie Lyrics

A couples miles to the east, and you don't got no typa option

Either get out while you can or learn to put em in a coffin

I done seen a typa struggle that could make you lose yourself

And why I'm watchin momma cry and feelin like there ain't no help

It's like a death, but not in physical terms

Ain't no searchin for no passion if the pendulum work

Shifting weight

I'm wiping tears up with this minimum wage

Syphon bars outside the spot that I can write for a change

Ain't no gas in my tank

Ain't a class that I've taken that have more value than pain

I profess an affliction that put me out for some days

No wonder I get triumph just for surviving

I'm a walking testament to how you step to Goliath

I done dealt with a giant

Under that pressure, I'm flying

And with that dough that I be searching for, the world, Imma buy it

I feel like

I feel like Pontius Pilate, I got decisions to make

Got all this food on my plate

Ain't even in the mood to eat, I need some help for a change

Might need some help in this thing

I was patient on the beat, lately I'm feeling complacent

I be dreaming of a time I tell my pops that I made it

Money trees and assailants, that money tree feelin dangerous

Check up on all of your homies, and them financial statements

Fuck a rollie, now I see success was never a playlist

I had bags in my dream

What's a bag to a fiend?

What's my bloodline gon say if I go repeat a cycle?

What's a bar inside a book if don't nobody feel like you

Feel like Pontius Pilate, go free that man from the trial