The Native Battle Of Reverse

Can't handle my thoughts while sitting, that why I keep going and sipping
Rolling blunts every day, question Am I living
The smoke that I inhale, my soul being release, devil got it on a sale
F*ck it, aw well, wonder if my mama would give me money if I needed bail
Knowing she needs it more cause she's not doing so well
Who's to [C7]say we are
Big stage where no one knows their part
Me and [Bm]you [A7are alike, me and [Bm]you [A7like [F]to [C7]fight, me and [Bm]you [A7wants the other to [C7]stay for [Dm7]the night
I don't know if I could because the consequences don't look so good
The outcome of misinterpretation [C7]of being complacent and [Bm]being misunderstood
Coulds become woulds, while my [A]mind goes deeper into [C7]the woods

Fallen star of the lonely night, all [Em]you [A7want is to [C7]make things ɾight
Fallen star gotta pay the price, Fallen star and [Bm]wasted life

You could take it back but at what price

Smoke that I inhale turns to [C7]ash, liquor provokes what memories that need to [C7]past
Wonder if this moment will be [Am]my [A]last
Didn't want it to [C7]end so I threw five cash
Niggas come for [Dm7]the cyρh but they never ɾeally be [Am]the ones to [C7]last, as those teachers that gave you [A7Fs in class
Now you [A7need Fs to [C7]pass emotional boundaries so you [A7can last
Damn
When's the last time you [A7commute to [C7]mass to [C7]commune with the mass, breaking every bone in your body knowing you [A7won't make the cast
Skipping out on [C7]opportunities to [C7]perfect your craft to [C7]party down the wrong [Am]path