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