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lirik lagu letting go – joco

up top is where you’ll find me, anne frank, 2 friends high*fiving, the date on a piece of writing, what’s cake without the icing, but lately i’ve been fighting, the urge to re invite in, the dark don’t let no light in, the stars are not aligning

or even when i pull out my phone to check the gram, it’s the lotion before the ram, with no trojan i get it d*mn, your life’s better than mine f*ck, i’m just tryin to do better for cam, and i’m working this f*cking job where the pay is a legal scam, i wana

k!ll sh*t real sh*t, like i’m back on my pill sh*t, a walking f*cking zombie psychopath in the building, like an epidural patient pushed out more than her first kid, by the baby lies a t*rd in other words i don’t feel sh*t

but i feel sick, when them bills hit, friday morning payday h*ll yea collectors laughin, like you godd*mn right about that it’s payday you got it backwards, then back in the ill mind with hops n weed i’m on the back roads ima

let it go

my hungers throbbing, my son deserves the world and to give it to him i ain’t stopping, whenever we go shopping showing his mother what we got him, it’s my dream to make it seem like that bags from merry poppins

let it go

for inner peace, it’s harder than it seems, but to be able to finally breathe, and that energy weighing down will now be buried and beneath, and the only way to dream is if you allow yourself to sleep

but attention* jo, this your inner self in attendance i’m on parole, kuz descendants of negativity thoughts you can’t control, has me sentenced for a minute that’s why you feel no soul, but i’m here to help let go

this my only phone call i need you to listen close, i think nows the time to tell you you’re different it really shows, when you write it’s not like most it’s a gift with a f*cking bow, you were sent a poison pen and it comes from the holy ghost so you can

k!ll sh*t real sh*t, i’m addicted i’m still sick, every rapper run psychopath in the building, i’m feeling like i’m dhamer when i step in the booth just…give me a hard (heart) beat and let me eat my meal b*tch

exposing real fish, to catch a nemo i reel quick, a bunch of f*cking clowns yal my reason to k!ll it, and i’d never talk this big like i’d never buy big trucks if i, wasn’t fully confident that i could back it up

and i’m packing but packing to me is my swag, and my rhymes and my bars they do the cl!ck clacking, not racist but first in the race so i’m lappin, i’m rapping with passion like cross on my back and
the thought of me crashing caused a reaction, i’m formally snapping poetry clapping, the anger inside of me pulling and dragging, my thoughts are now weapons i’m always packing

you better run fast and don’t you slip, both eyes on the ball, don’t turn too quick, but it don’t really matter, you got no grip, like bad handjob when you’re falling off a cliff

when i load that clip and i hear that cl!ck, and c*ck my postol hold my d*ck, verbal hallow tips, what my chrome spits, they only know go, they don’t know quit i’ll

and i’m learning real quick where to find my lane, where to spread my wings where to fly my plane, phlebotomy time when they speak in vein, so get a band aid if you speak on my name

and i know my sk!lls and i know my brain, i know what i know it’s hard to explain, and with everything to lose this might be insane, but like a mouth full of pods i would die for the gain

let it go

at least for now, i’m high my trajectory lyrically looking down, it’s like peeking in texas holdem i’m all in without a doubt, kuz i’m rocking pocket olsens on the rivers my full house

let it go

for inner peace, i know it’s harder than it seems, but to be able to finally breathe, and that energy weighing down will now be buried and beneath, and the only way to dream is if you allow yourself to sleep

- joco

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