Yeah… Love. They watchin’. Cameras in the streetlights, satellites in the sky. But nobody there when the soul start hurtin’. I really needed a hug… But fuck it. Cold nights, blunt smoke curl through the blinds Helicopters circle like they readin’ my mind Paranoid livin’, yeah the world feel rigged Every politician just another well-dressed pig They talk peace but they buildin’ more cages History books full of edited pages Truth get buried while the lies get fed I really need a hug but I’ll roll up instead... Ash on the floor like the pieces of trust Everybody say “Love,” but the love turn dust Friends turn ghosts when the money get thin Now it’s just me and the smoke again.... I really need a hug but I’ll roll up instead Light up the pain, let it fog up my head World so cold, heart feel misled I really need a hug but I’ll roll up instead... Government lies, yeah the whole thing bent Tryna keep a real one stuck in the cement Truth in my chest but it never get said So I spark another blunt instead. Streetlights buzz like the wires got ears Whole damn system runnin’ off fear They feed you dreams while they steal your bread Tryna keep your mind half-dead instead.... But I see the patterns in the chaos they make Every war just another rich man’s stake Every vote just a script already read Another puppet with a crown on his head Lost a lot of people to the grind and the lies Some to the drugs, some to the lies on the news at five Some to the weight of the world on their chest I really need a hug but I’ll roll up instead..... I really need a hug but I’ll roll up instead... Light up the pain, let it fog up my head World so cold, heart feel misled I really need a hug but I’ll roll up instead Truth get buried while the lies get spread Every real voice wind up misled If they hear what I think I’ll be dead So I roll up another instead. Maybe it’s trauma, maybe scars in my chest Maybe every warrior just tired of the stress Maybe every rebel feel alone in the end That’s why the smoke my only friend. They watch through the lens while the people stay broke Sellin’ false hope in a digital cloak While the real ones drown in the debts they bred I really need a hug but I’ll roll up instead Truth too loud, so they bury the sound Every whistleblower wind up underground But the truth like smoke it spread where it’s led So I keep that fire lit in my head. Yeah… This for the ones who see the cracks in the system. For the ones who stay awake when the world asleep. Sometimes the realest soldiers… Ain’t lookin’ for war.... They just need a hug. But tonight… I’ll roll up instead... Cause no one wants to hear a grown ass man, Crying about losing his mom to crack or brother to police chases...no one wants to hear about bitches killing your baby after naming that life...even if they do my pain ain't here for your entertainment, my pain ain't here to be painted across a track, it's here...it is what it is....keep movin forward..keep growin.. Love...pull up and roll up this remix...
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