
Grey Tones
nekotlh· 3:25 · 35 plays · v3-preview
- polski rap
- dark
- raw
- underground rap
- urban
- glitch
- pop rap
- pop
- sad
- depressive
Lyrics
Intro
Yeah
Ey
Late nights…
You know how it is
Chorus
Grey blocks, cold nights, same view
Same stress, same fight, no clue
Wake up, go work, come back
Same loop, no break, just facts
Street lights flicker, can’t sleep
Too much weight, runs too deep
If you ain’t lived it, don’t speak
This life ain’t pretty, it’s bleak
Verse 1
Morning hits but it feels like night
No sun in the sky, just artificial light
Bus ride silent, faces all tight
Everybody tired but nobody fights
Same old stores and the same old talk
Same cold air when you take that walk
Dreams feel far when you barely cop
Enough just to live, not enough to pop
Neighbors watching but nobody cares
You hear the noise but no one’s there
People grow up with that vacant stare
Like hope left town and ain’t come back here
I seen good kids turn numb and still
Not ‘cause they bad, just lost their will
When every day just tests your skill
To stay afloat and pay that bill
Pre-Chorus
Keep it low
Don’t complain
That’s the code
That’s the way
Chorus
Grey blocks, cold nights, same view
Same stress, same fight, no clue
Wake up, go work, come back
Same loop, no break, just facts
Street lights flicker, can’t sleep
Too much weight, runs too deep
If you ain’t lived it, don’t speak
This life ain’t pretty, it’s bleak
Verse 2
Late night walks, city half asleep
But the thoughts in your head don’t ever leave
Tryna find peace but it’s hard to keep
When the world moves fast and you move on repeat
They say “just leave” like it’s that easy
Like roots don’t hold you down so deeply
Family, past, all of that weighs
More than a plane ticket out of this place
Cold in the winter, cold in the tone
People don’t say what they really know
Trust is rare, gotta move alone
Even with friends, you still feel alone
Still I move, still I try
Still got plans I won’t let die
Even if days just pass me by
I keep that spark, I keep that fire
Bridge
It’s heavy… yeah
But it made me this
No shortcuts
No luck
Just grit
Final Chorus
Grey blocks, cold nights, same view
Same stress, same fight, no clue
Wake up, go work, come back
Same loop, no break, just facts
Street lights flicker, can’t sleep
Too much weight, runs too deep
If you ain’t lived it, don’t speak
But I’m still here on my feet
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