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Jomie - Brighter days

Brighter days is such a vibe like just relax and listeningto this song makes you feel better. Follow Jomie: https://www.instagram.com/iluvjomie/?hl=en https://open.spotify.com/artist/5F4cFdG9Nv... https://twitter.com/iluvjomie https://soundcloud.com/ilovejomiehttps://s... https://music.apple.com/us/artist/jomie/13... lyrics: I can't find the motive to wake in the morning And be so productive the way that you do I'd rather smoke 'til my lungs prolly blow up The way that my music will hopefully do I know the world as you know it Is heavy, it's harder to grasp Sometimes you fall, sometimes you crash Stand up and notice you're back on your ass See, I hate the shit that I'm living in Got a bitch and she claim that she innocent When I pull up and show her the evidence Yeah, I'll be the one inconsiderate And lately I just wanna finish shit Finna stomp you get blood on my Timberlands Love my city but hate who I share it with Got no feelings 'cus nobody felt the kid Now I'm too okay on my own Rather be out on the streets than my home Rather be rollin' up gettin' some dome Look in my eyes when you say you want smoke I feel the energy, really you don't Toolie on temple like I'm finna blow I need that ice that resemble my soul 'Cus I know there's people who think that I won't See, I hate the shit that I'm living in Got a bitch and she claim that she innocent When I pull up and show her the evidence Yeah, I'll be the one inconsiderate And lately, I just wanna finish shit Finna stomp you get blood on my Timberlands Love my city but hate who I share it with Got no feelings 'cus nobody felt the kid Now I'm too okay on my own Rather be out on the streets than my home Rather be rollin' up gettin' some dome Look in my eyes when you say you want smoke I feel the energy, really you don't Toolie on temple like I'm finna blow I need that ice that resemble my soul 'Cus I know there's people who think that I won't See, I hate the shit that I'm living in Got a bitch and she claim that she innocent When I pull up and show her the evidence Yeah, I'll be the one inconsiderate And sometimes I just wanna finish shit Finna stomp you get blood on my Timberlands Love my city but hate who I share it with Got no feelings 'cus nobody felt the kid Now I'm too okay on my own Rather be out on the streets than my home Rather be rollin' up gettin' some dome Look in my eyes when you say you want smoke I feel the energy, really you don't Toolie on temple like I'm finna blow I need that ice that resemble my soul 'Cus I know there's people who think that I won't