Diaspora Lyrics – Lil Chooch

Diaspora Lyrics by Lil Chooch

Chillin’ on my couch daydreaming of you
Looking for some drugs that’ll make me feel new
Missed my only shot, why they call it miscue
Passed around the blunt, feelin’ deja vu

Got me stuck, I can’t get enough, catch-22
That’s you, talkin’ mad sh#t
Girl, what’s the truth?
There’s nothing in the love

‘Till the tears break through
When you’re with me, we could f#ck around
And split the world in two
There’s nothing to the pain ’till it all breaks through

Think I’m tripping ’till I talk it out with you
Everyday’s the same, gray skies from the blue
If I’m on my own, accept it for the truth
There’s nothing to the pain ’till it all brеaks through

Think I’m tripping ’till I talk it out with you
Everyday’s the same, gray skiеs from the blue
If I’m on my own, accept it for the truth
Now I gotta accept that I’m alone

Swipe on tinder tryna find a b#tch to bone
All these hoes keep hittin’ up my phone
Sit back, keep toking weed smoke
Breathe in, breathe out

Head in the clouds
Ain’t coming back down
Ain’t coming back down
Pick up my crown

My land, my ground
This here my crowd
I’m here year ’round
There’s nothing to the pain ’till it all breaks through

Think I’m tripping ’till I talk it out with you
Everyday’s the same, gray skies from the blue
If I’m on my own, accept it for the truth
There’s nothing to the pain ’till it all breaks through

Think I’m tripping ’till I talk it out with you
Everyday’s the same, gray skies from the blue
If I’m on my own, accept it for the truth
Lookin’ in the mirror, yeah

Talkin’ to myself
‘Cause ain’t nobody better
I don’t really need the help
I been stressing

It been weighing down my health
Ain’t no light in these eyes
Yeah, it’s only hell
My demons got me gripped up

And tripped up
So many thoughts in my head
I’m about to jump
Throw my sins over the bridge

Cracked psyche, unhinged
I’m about to let loose with the Grey Goose sippin’
Hit a ‘hunnid, you could see the spokes spinnin’
In the slipstream, we was eighteen

Watch a year fly by with the team
One got shot, that was pushing extremes
Ain’t no killer got a soul to redeem
When it’s over, do we all get angel wings?

Paradise, otherside, misery
There’s nothing to the pain ’till it all breaks through
Think I’m tripping ’till I talk it out with you
Everyday’s the same, gray skies from the blue

If I’m on my own, accept it for the truth
There’s nothing to the pain ’till it all breaks through
Think I’m tripping ’till I talk it out with you
Everyday’s the same, gray skies from the blue

If I’m on my own, accept it for the truth
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Lil Chooch Lyrics – Diaspora

Lil Chooch

Diaspora