Dystopium Lyrics

Everybody loves the sunshine

When the moon falls and the sun rises

Shining, brightly, glowing, golden

Peace of mind, like rivers flowing

Tripping, sipping, vision, twisted

Had the chance but then you missed it

Said you wanna see me in the nighttime

But Im falling faster than the moonrise

And you got me slipping off the moonshine

Now you levitating cause ya too high

Crying true blue tears got ya eyes bloodshot

Hey, yo right here! Just one mo shot

If I take too many, you gone find me clocked

On the corner of the block, out here with no socks

How you tryna rob a crib, in here with no glocks

Said he just tryna live, but here to get boxed

If you wanna get it

Then go get it

You already said it

But ya didn't

Saying that you read it

When I sent it

I don't give a fuck, because these words

Aint got no meaning, leaning on these definitions

Lessons, sitting on these repetitions

Blue pens written on these red petitions

Now y'all stay mad cause no one listens

But it aint gotta be complicated

To come to an ultimatum when

Coming to the meanings and reasons of why you hate them

And doing everything but resonating

And celebrating elevations just to be compensated

But I digress

And if I gotta say it

I'll say it with my chest

And if I gotta play it

I'll play it with my best

But if I gotta lay it

I'll lay it, to my rest

I remember when, remember then

Remember all the things you said to me

I don't really know what it means, to me

It kinda feels like a disease, truly

You best respect my checks

Before you try to tell me who's next

My neck is just like my fingers

So many crystals, baby

They glitter

Don't twist my message, listen

Baby, come into my kitchen

But it's too hot for the spot to be taken

Overflowing, Boiling, I'm baking

I don't get it how I leave them shaking

Everybody loves to get a hand-me-down

I ain't never been the type, just to get a hand out

But these hands know how to put a man down

And these hands know how to make a plan now

If you wanna get buck

Stand up, or stand down

I'm talking big bucks

Never forget how

I ain't really try to get it

I was tryna be numb

And they didn't really give a fuck

They was tryna be dumb

Looking at the crazy folk

They ain't tryna be nothing

And the rest just do it

Cause they tryna have fun

Now they mouth running track,

Caught em out on the run

Why you don't wanna play

Cause its not about fun

And I ain't never looking back but I oughta

Cause who would do that just to backtrack all the trauma

Its about the funds in fund-a-mental

And if you do not fund your mental

It'll cripple, ripple, crack, and break you

Greed will feed you till it takes you

Greed will feed you till it takes you

I won't judge you

Just what made you

Greed will feed you till it takes you

I won't judge you

Just what made you