breathe

[Intro: KEZA] Sometimes the weight of life feels so heavy And can be so debilitating When all you're really trying to do is breathe Inhale, exhale, breathe (Ah, ah, breathe) [Verse 1: jev. with KEZA, KEZA] Who you with and where you from, nigga? You rocking red or the blue? I rock dior, nigga Just an ordinary nigga trying to make it out alive In the jungle, where the killers is your best friend Where the killers is your best man, yes man Unimpressed why my niggas always vexing 'Cause my diamonds do the thriller Michael Jackson No hope, use the music as distraction Only crime I ever did was being black, nigga Refugee, stereotype, black ass nigga Apologizing for my skin, dumb ass nigga Now I milly rock the Mac and blow your ass, nigga It depends who y'all fucking with, who the fuck is this? Boy, it's jev. from the 18th looking dangerous, hella rich Honestly black my only felony Being hated both sides of the family Way darker than the average So you know they let my black ass have it Sending my prays to my sisters with the magic (With the magic) Darkskin get treated so tragic (Hmm, hmm) Three kids yeah, my momma get it right though Cheque still getting spent at the Costco They wrote her name in the stars with some typos So she crying back to sleep with her eyes close, breathe [Chorus: jev. & KEZA] I can't fall, oh, fall this time Boy, I lived a hundred lives My soul ain't saved or sanctified I pray I make it cross the line, breathe [Bridge: jev. with KEZA] Trying get ahead to Niggas tryna dodge the pen and the feds too (Breathe) You know, when jev. come around, ah, ah You know, when jev. come around (Breathe), yeah What easy about it? Fuck around, bring the blick about it (Breathe) You know, when jev. come around, ah, ah You know, when jev. come around [Verse 2: jev. with KEZA] Early sunrise, dem shooters is outside Lurking on the sideways, fighting on the highways Shots in the air, get killed in the broad day Never been a nigga in the streets Momma did good working hard and never sleep Even got a two-bedroom crib with the roaches And the rats in a white neighbourhood Where the crackers give you hell If they feeling overwhelmed so imagine me Code-switching like a bitch from jev. to Jeffery From foe to friendly, oh shit, I can't breathe Killing me gently, who the fuck is jev.? Identity is a mess, identity is a, ah Stereotype immigrant nigga from the west Single mom living, daddy dead chilling Origins of a young black boy villain A nigga want to win but I'm feeling like Krillin, ah [Chorus: jev. & KEZA, KEZA] I can't fall, oh, fall this time (This time) Boy, I lived a hundred lives (Yeah, yeah) My soul ain't saved or sanctified (Sanctified) I pray I make it cross the line, breathe