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letra de brain fog - king iso

[intro]
they say a n-gga got brain fog
hm… sh-t i get so high i don’t remember sh-t anyway
where the lighter at?
(right into the fog, braving through it all, who are y’all
popped another pill, super calm, right into my palm
dose another drug, what the f-ck, so confusing dog)
i swear i don’t wanna remember sh-t
so confusing dog, man

[verse 1]
doctor got the shot for me
if i do not proceed that’s just my human right
clauses i cannot believe
and y’all are locking me up outta super spite
father god, can i release
i’ve obviously got some things to do tonight
probably forgot the key
i got something to ask you, i’m a human, right?
but i’m left without remorse
lesser mind of course
here come the meds they ’bout to force
can’t pick my head up off the floor
friends and fam fed up by me boy
knock, knock sh-t, bet they lock the door
engaged but headed ’round divorce
she caught it, check my child support
make a n-gga that sane be opposite, daily out of it
ain’t the same in brain, may forgot some sh-t
strip you naked of their comradeship
wade in waters of rain and fog in this
maybe just for my sake hope y’all forget
the meds i can’t name but taking all of this
say i’m ok but faking all of it
wear a mask and remain anonymous
had bunch of dreams, said forget ’em all
looking at my family like i do not remember y’all
bits and pieces scattered everywhere that i don’t recall
wake up in the morning taking vitals like i’m feeling y’all
can somebody help me? i don’t wanna do this anymore
i don’t what happened to me, is it real or is it fraud?
looking in the mirror, really feeling like a man at war
take another sedative, hit the bed again then i fall, then i fall

[hook]
right into the fog, brain been through it all, who are y’all
popped another pill, super calm, right into my palm
dose another drug, what the f-ck, so confusing dog
funny how this stuff had turned a thug to a superstar
right into the fog, brain been through it all, who are y’all
popped another pill, super calm, right into my palm
dose another drug, what the f-ck, so confusing dog
funny how this stuff had turned a thug to a superstar

[bridge]
now they love me and i’m on tour with a bunch of fans
thousands in my hand, asked a homie for some rubber bands
seem like yesterday i was lost with no f-cking plan
drop another album, now i’m counting up a couple grand
now they love me and i’m on tour with a bunch of fans
thousands in my hand, asked a homie for some rubber bands
seem like yesterday i was lost with no f-cking plan
drop another album, now i’m counting up a couple grand

[verse 2]
that sh-t wild, you ask me how i’m living
back when i was blacking out and tripping
jacking how i’m mashing out and whipping
spazzing out, they had me down like prison
as for now i’m blacking out on tracks so wild the cash amounts i’m getting
got folks acting wild, they ask me how i did it
got fans around, the vast amount are women
p-ssing out the minute i hug ’em
feeling like really high, n-gga i’m buzzing
never did forget when i seen them like f-ck ’em
now the h-rny b-tches like “this is my husband”
look her in the eye like “remember i’m nothing?”
minimized minutes i’m giving my trust in
if i dive in it i forget it when i’m busting
time wasted i can’t fit in my budget
where the people at that know the real me
all the evil that latched on is filthy
when i speak on facts that’s gon’ reveal me
when the heat go brrat brrat, no concealing
i don’t need no rap act so they feel me
i’ma lean on that axe low and still speak
i believe your backstab won’t just k!ll me
i’ll get a caesar snap back on, you will see
all of my memories really diminishing
benefiting me, i don’t wanna remember sh-t
maybe it’s drugs they giving me
isn’t it reaper gon’ come like gimme these benefits
biting my tongue i’m finna be hitting l!cks
grabbing my son if it’s bitter sweet innocence
gripping my gun like really is the end of this
n-gga not done, i’m living, i’m sick of it when i get

- king iso

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