Tangible

By brz

Released on August 21, 2017

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Tangible


[Hook: brz & Bianca]

You just wanna feel something

Hold someone

Anything

Anyone at all

Anyone at all

You just wanna feel something

Hold someone

Anything

Anyone at all

Anyone at all


[Verse 1]

You just wanna feel something

Hold someone

If and when I dream

It’s of capers and come-ups and connections

To know and to be known is such a delicate confection

Can’t have your cake and eat it to

Don’t dwell in the excessive

Oh this life

Oh this life is far from easy like a metaphor

Metaphysics still can’t explain to me why we’re all alone

With our thoughts

All I have left is a mirror

The refractions never make anything clearer


[Verse 2]

I don’t know what’s next for me

This life came with no recipe

But I’m trying to find it

A remedy for some stress relief

So many things to do

Plenty madness but no method

And my hope right now?

To make something I’m not left second guessing

Where’s the answer?

Is it found with in statistics

Maybe physics

Love to talk to Donald Glover

Ask that man just how he did it

40K in deep

No ideas

Wonder why I’m stressin’

But from me to me

I’m just screaming

Don’t you overthink this for a second

Off a shuttle

I’ve got classes in the morning

I just made it back from Indy

Was in the city performing

It’s a different world here

All-Americans with some trust funds

Inadvertently the same reason niggas bust guns

Cool with one-percenters but ya’ll cannot be my plus ones

When it hits the fan

Demand crashes

And all the dust comes

All my niggas with me seen some shit

That’s why I trust em’

Unless I’m off some Jack

I hate parties, soirees and functions

Everything’s in flux which means every day is do or die

Unlearning everything

Pecola from the Bluest Eye

Safe for me to say

One day

I’ll be a problematic fav

Bet I’m learning everyday

From now until I’m in the grave

My mission used to be anything that would get me paid

Now my eyes are focused on keeping my mind from disarray

But a couple dollars couldn’t hurt en route to keep me sane

My love and I should then escape

And settle down in Port-of-Spain