Cold Brew Thoughts

Yeah,
Late night thoughts spillin’ over cold brew,
Brain got a mansion, I’m rentin’ out old rooms.
I been too real, that’s a gift and a curse,
‘Cause the truth hit harder when it fit in a verse.

They say “stay humble,” I say “stay awake,”
Lot of smiles got venom, lotta love be fake.
I done learned peace don’t come with a price,
But stress sure do when you roll them dice.

I’m scrollin’ through wins that ain’t really mine,
Everybody rich online, everybody fine.
Comparison killin’ joy, shit’s a silent crime,
So I muted the noise just to hear my spine.

I’m grounded, feet on the soil, not the hype,
I ain’t chasin’ the light, I been becomin’ the light.
They want fast fame, microwave life,
I want slow money, sleep good at night.

Mama said, “Boy, don’t let pride be the plug,”
Ego love to dress fear up like it tough.
I been broke, I been blessed, I been down, I been up,
Still the same damn dude, just less outta fucks.

I sip patience, no rush in my cup,
Everybody wanna eat, but won’t touch the crust.
I seen friends turn strangers over paper and clout,
Funny how they loud ‘til the checks run out.

This for the kids feelin’ stuck in they head,
Tryna look alive while they mentally dead.
You ain’t lazy, you tired of playin’ a role,
Ain’t lost—you just still on the road.

I ain’t perfect, nah, I’m patched up and real,
Got scars where I learned how to actually feel.
If I flex, it’s growth, not a chain or a watch,
I been rich in my thoughts, that shit can’t be bought.

Yeah,
I’m low-volume, high-frequency moves,
Talk less, stack peace, that’s the energy move.
If they sleep on me, cool, let ‘em snooze—
I been dreamin’ while awake, bitch, what you gon’ do?

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