[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
