Optimist (We Are Not For Them)

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]

I pick a lotta locks, rock a lotta shows

Build with the moms, hang with the broken crow

Been hurting the same heart since I was like two

I use sarcasm freely, bark at the greedy

Bite what feeds, shy from the seedy

I'm bold in approach, so rely on my hope

That the average emcees can't fuck with the sound like me

I never been down with the King

It's never something I wanted to be

Never better than the work than the toil and the reap

But the work for the wants, not the suffer for the needs

Nothing's tougher than the dreams and good sleep

Tryn'a teach my son how to reach, damn right

'Cause it gets a little darker every night

And the rent goes up, they gon' cut out the-

[Chorus]

Dead ends to chase (Yeah), feelings to fake (Yeah)

New hearts to break (Yeah), amends to make, they all so (Yeah)

Afraid and safe (Yeah), in need of space (Yeah)

But hugging that crowd (Yeah), only shake with the quake and uh (Yeah)

(Yeah) Times like this are up (Yeah)

(Yeah, yeah)

We break their stride 'cause we break our mirrors

They hugging that pride like it's all there is

We make our own and if they don't feel it (If they are not feelin' it it's cool)

Then we are not for them (And that's cool)

[Verse 2]

Yo, I made this beat for Allegra Oxborough

She showed me how to do the thing with the cups

I wrote the verse on a triple double Tuesday

Writing in the van in the back lot

I never made it in, never really can tell the friends these days

Telephone don't sleep some days

Someday I'mma be peaceful again

'Til then keep the speech to a min

Shed a little skin, I'mma bet it all and win

I'mma set it off and run, I'mma kill it 'til it's dead

I'mma do it 'til it ain't fun and the words don't come

Then I'm gonna find another hobby

Probably find love, probably find trust

81 young with a little bit of rust

Clean interior, Minnesota plates

Money in the bank with a lot of you to thank

Relate to the-

[Chorus]

Dead ends to chase (Yeah), feelings to fake (Yeah)

New hearts to break (Yeah), amends to make, they all so (Yeah)

Afraid and safe (Yeah), in need of space (Yeah)

But hugging that crowd (Yeah), only shake with the quake and uh (Yeah)

(Yeah) Times like this are up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Up for whatever, how are you? (Yeah)

We break their stride 'cause we break our mirrors

They hugging that pride like it's all there is

We make our own and if they don't feel it

Then we are not for them, we call a riot! Yeah!

Dead ends to chase, feelings to fake

New hearts to break (Yeah), amends to make, they all so (Yeah)

Afraid and safe, in need of space (Oh yeah)

But hugging that crowd, only shake with the quake and uh (Yeah)

Dead ends to chase, feelings to fake

New hearts to break (Yeah), amends to make, they all so (Yeah)

Afraid and safe, in need of space

But hugging that crowd (Yeah), only shake. (That's it)