Songtext Sedentary moments Wrekonize

Sedentary moments

Ain't nobody in this tank but me and my family
I'm just anxiously tryin' to grab the lead
It's the sedentary moments
That got me thinking that I'm broken
Ain't nobody in this tank but me and my family
I'm just thankfully here to bank the breeze
It's the sedentary moments
That got me thinking that I'm broken

I used to sit and dream as a little buck, listening to Hit 'Em Up
Not knowing how venomous it was, I would pick it up
Sun-dried leaves on the sidewalk, crispy
Mama never tripped when we would walk across 5th Street
Hollywood teen, not the Hollywood you mean though
Hollywood fiend, no amoeba on the east coast
So when my pops moved to Oakland I would come back
Double fist toting with my luggage overloaded
Jack of all trades, big bro, lil' Jessica
Any dude roll up on my sis' I'd wanna mess him up
Non-confrontational, yes I'd rather back it up
Avoided scraps this long, I'm pretty sure I'm passive bruh
Ah, yeah I'm scanning the field now
To see where I can make a mark and not like a field mouse
I'm talking 'bout the kinda mark you leave with a steel plow
Somebody get this fucking kid some kind of deal now
Yeah, because he battled for props then
Got a buzz, popping up, weighed out the options
He was dropping stuff, locking fucks down like the Watchmen
It was not a cup, stock with bucks, buddy want top ten

Yeah, he's in it for the honor and the legacy
Try'na build a fort for his family supremacy
I'm just looking back on the path, gotta let it be
Had to keep it moving 'cause the music's never sedentary

Ain't nobody in this tank but me and my family
I'm just anxiously tryin' to grab the lead
It's the sedentary moments
They got me thinking that I'm broken
Ain't nobody in this tank but me and my family
I'm just thankfully here to bank the breeze
It's the sedentary moments
They got me thinking that I'm broken

I used to sit and dream as a teen, I just wanted acceptance
Didn't even need the gold, I'd take an honorable mention
Benjamin's betting the bedding he made sense in
Is ending was sentiments he can become friends with
Yeah, I'm just a workaholic
Obsessed with my craft, shit I don't know what to call it
My school friends probably think I'm on some semi-toxic
Obnoxious rapper shit, I'm really not that brolic
I'm really just the same kid, well a lot more competent
A bit more confident, I've seen more continents
I still hate blasphemy, I'm still that optimist
I'm jaded, have to be, from faded consequence
Ah, this is a rugged world
I keep it moving, the illusion's that I'm clutching pearls
I got contusions, but the rumor's that I'm fucking thorough
They must be boozing, 'cause usually I'm like cut the plural
But the mural's still sprayed out on the back of the bridge now
I'm looking at the getup while I'm bumping the mix-down
I'm try'na keep my head up, but still tryin' to get down
Nobody feeling fed up, is it just me that's dead, how?

He's in it for the honor and the legacy
Try'na build a fort for his family supremacy
I'm just looking back on the path, gotta let it be
Had to keep it moving 'cause the music's never sedentary

Ain't nobody in this tank but me and my family
I'm just anxiously tryin' to grab the lead
It's the sedentary moments
They got me thinking that I'm broken
Ain't nobody in this tank but me and my family
I'm just thankfully here to bank the breeze
It's the sedentary moments
They got me thinking that I'm broken