eyes toward the sun ft. Arnetta Johnson Lyrics

Preparing for take off

Got a flightier jacket and a passport

But no days off

Last resorts what them days brought you

Missing fam what them gigs cost you

Listen more than you prepare to talk to them

Like they is crazy

Like they ain't even make me

Like I ain't they baby

Like they ain't even raise me

I been tripping tripping far along before taking flights

I've been dissing distance family members for all the ones I ain't see in sight

Right like I've been light

But here comes all the baggage

Here's all the luggage

Get fucked up

For the time we ain't have shit

But

Momma made work

Seven to three

Three to eleven

Eleven to seven

Naw she ain't missing work

We had faith like we in the church

She praying allah

And I was smoking on ganja

All through college

We ain't driving no mileage

Weed a cheap get away then we on the islands

I been lying

Steady hiding

Kinda find

Decipher who I am

A deadbeat cousin

Missing functions

Like it nothing

Said I had no time then

I made it to studios

Listen sessions

And getting on stage

I know it's a blessing

This introspection

Figure out most of my way

How we looking up to you and you a hallucination

We think that you there but you is not

You focused on dreams that you have been chasing

Your head in clouds

You not coming down

You seeing what's wrong

And you don't make a sound

You don't come around

My momma died and you ain't come round then

Little cousins locked up and you steady playing with pens while they in the pen

You writing rhymes but writing no letter to send

I been thinking you forgetting about us and the fam

What the fuck is gon happen you when you make it further and pop with glam

Pregnant and I ain't even see you at the reveal

I can finally reveal how the fuck how we feel

And you ain't been keeping it real

The sun shine everywhere right?

But ain't shed no light over here

And you talking bout saving the hood

What you forgot that your family is there?

I've been lost my mind

No apologies this time

I'm gon call your line

And please don't press decl-

I'm sorry little cousin

I ain't know that was your perception

I'm not neglecting

Your view I respect it

And I been felt disconnection

Alway felt like the black sheep

If you ask me

I been struggling for past weeks

My mental ain't exact how I want it

I ain't frontin

The truth you wanted

When she passed I was to Atlanta on a flight

And I've been in the clouds too busy escape this life

My eyes towards toward the sun

Toward the dream

I never knew to scorch my skin and my eyes may start to bleed

I just saw the beauty with the warmth like beach

The money to move us out the hood

But if we lose connections would that life still seem so good

To have it but barely see the ones I love

Birthdays weddings missed but still find times to meet my plug

To get that eighth and then escape just for the moment

Promise break and then flake

And then I never phoned in

So you question till the morning

Do I love you?

Am I still your big cousin?

Carrying all this luggage I forgot how being loved is

Forgot how thick that blood is