IDK by Emanuel Brown Lyrics
Trying feel this dro
Hoping it will ease my mind
Needing me some liquor
Help stop the hurt inside
Thoughts is getting loud
Feeling like I’m lost
IDK what I’m do
To help me keep moving on
Man the pressure
Building up and I’m guessing
Got me feeling so reckless
Not feeling connected
Ignoring all of these messages
Thinking bout my life mission
Wait, stop it
Telling me I’m awkward
IDK if that’s factual
So I speak rarely, stay cautious
Blessings, yeah I caught a few
Seems to me the only thing I do
Is reach to god when a need a favor
Then after that I dismiss him too
Growing up man in a small ass city
Lower middle case, but we always got past
The news where I’m from
Man that paper reads red
From winter madness to the steady ass flossin
Barely catch a vibe if you do then it’s partial
Trying to find a change, sometimes gets exhausting
Pops raised me, did the best he could
Tried to give much more
Encouraged me to go and see the world
Besides the corners we on
God damn I was going, until I learned about the family ties
Gang culture and the hustling side
Fuck exploring better go provide
Things will turn you, develop pride
Want respect, that’s how you thrive
Trying feel this dro
Hoping it will ease my mind
Needing me some liquor
Help stop the hurt inside
Thoughts is getting loud
Feeling like I’m lost
IDK what I’m do
To help me keep moving on
Man the pressure
Building up and I’m guessing
Got me feeling so reckless
Not feeling connected
Ignoring all of these messages
Thinking bout my life mission
The mission is, to do it big
Hustle hard, make these ends
Roll this dough, watch it bake
Watch that rise, protect you plate
I just need me a true escape
From this pressure yes I create
Ignoring calls cause the love is fake
Say you care, but when they close them gates
It’s poof, vamoose
Scatter all of those troops
The code applied, to that rag that’s tied
Family fake, dispersing lies
Saying that you worthless, beat you down
Make you feel like nothing, IDK how to stop the suffering
No respect for my father, no bond with my mother
All I know is myself, roll something might help
Or a pour a glass, from my shelf
I don’t know who I am, trying to find my calling
Find myself, before I loose it all
Cuz I hear my demons still calling
Trying feel this dro
Hoping it will ease my mind
Needing me some liquor
Help stop the hurt inside
Thoughts is getting loud
Feeling like I’m lost
IDK what I’m do
To help me keep moving on
Man the pressure
Building up and I’m guessing
Got me feeling so reckless
Not feeling connected
Ignoring all of these messages
Thinking bout my life mission
Hoping it will ease my mind
Needing me some liquor
Help stop the hurt inside
Thoughts is getting loud
Feeling like I’m lost
IDK what I’m do
To help me keep moving on
Man the pressure
Building up and I’m guessing
Got me feeling so reckless
Not feeling connected
Ignoring all of these messages
Thinking bout my life mission
Wait, stop it
Telling me I’m awkward
IDK if that’s factual
So I speak rarely, stay cautious
Blessings, yeah I caught a few
Seems to me the only thing I do
Is reach to god when a need a favor
Then after that I dismiss him too
Growing up man in a small ass city
Lower middle case, but we always got past
The news where I’m from
Man that paper reads red
From winter madness to the steady ass flossin
Barely catch a vibe if you do then it’s partial
Trying to find a change, sometimes gets exhausting
Pops raised me, did the best he could
Tried to give much more
Encouraged me to go and see the world
Besides the corners we on
God damn I was going, until I learned about the family ties
Gang culture and the hustling side
Fuck exploring better go provide
Things will turn you, develop pride
Want respect, that’s how you thrive
Trying feel this dro
Hoping it will ease my mind
Needing me some liquor
Help stop the hurt inside
Thoughts is getting loud
Feeling like I’m lost
IDK what I’m do
To help me keep moving on
Man the pressure
Building up and I’m guessing
Got me feeling so reckless
Not feeling connected
Ignoring all of these messages
Thinking bout my life mission
The mission is, to do it big
Hustle hard, make these ends
Roll this dough, watch it bake
Watch that rise, protect you plate
I just need me a true escape
From this pressure yes I create
Ignoring calls cause the love is fake
Say you care, but when they close them gates
It’s poof, vamoose
Scatter all of those troops
The code applied, to that rag that’s tied
Family fake, dispersing lies
Saying that you worthless, beat you down
Make you feel like nothing, IDK how to stop the suffering
No respect for my father, no bond with my mother
All I know is myself, roll something might help
Or a pour a glass, from my shelf
I don’t know who I am, trying to find my calling
Find myself, before I loose it all
Cuz I hear my demons still calling
Trying feel this dro
Hoping it will ease my mind
Needing me some liquor
Help stop the hurt inside
Thoughts is getting loud
Feeling like I’m lost
IDK what I’m do
To help me keep moving on
Man the pressure
Building up and I’m guessing
Got me feeling so reckless
Not feeling connected
Ignoring all of these messages
Thinking bout my life mission