I’m not really think
How to sum up
Just to sum it up
Young bruh on the come up
First of all I wanna
Thank you for the support
And everything you did
To give me a damn choice
I know it’s hard in this house
I know it’s hard and around
You were sneaking and doin shit
That you know wasn’t allowed
And I remember the days
When we were young with no stress
Listening to Mac Miller
Shit was the best
And playing football in the yard
Where did those days go?
Now I’m having trouble
Maintaining my soul
You started noticing that
Shit was going on
Losing my mental health
Everything going wrong
I don’t like talking bout
What happens in my songs
Most of it metaphorical
Some of it just wrong
And it’s hard to talk about it when you gotta talk about it to people who ain’t about it, I can’t stay the same without it, but yeah. (But, but yeah, but yeah)
Shot through my heart
Shot through the face
I just wish I knew how to
Replace this pain
That’s what you get When you come from pepril, face it (yuh)
Nothing but some drugs
2 lighters, I’m gonna face it (yuh)
My dad got out us out
That is what he grew up with it
That fucking place just don’t
Know how to function
We moved away and we
Made it up
G’s cursed our whole life
So we feel bankrupt
You wouldn’t believe
How far we made it
First name basis with everyone
At the police station
Look how far we came man
Look how far we came
Look how far we came man
Look how far we-
Truthfully I can’t see
Myself anymore
Truthfully I can’t see myself
Anymore
Moving with the wind mouthing
Grande, free spirit, free body
Ain’t nothing, that could stop her now
(Instrumental Break)
“Can I just be honest?”
Can I be honest
Ain’t another day, gonna be promised
That’s why we got celebrate our problems
We out here living man!
I keep going insane
I keep feeling this pain
I might waste my life again
And blow my, life away
Even tho tomorrow’s
A new day
I don’t give a fuck
If I keep feeling pain
I don’t give a fuck if I
Keep feeling this way
I’m not gonna be ashamed (fuck)
You could try your own medicine
And see how the dish tastes
I could give a fuck about a broken switchblade
I don’t give a fuck about
Going to switch lanes
While I’m half asleep on
The fucking free way
Best believe that I’m gonna be me
I could give a fuck about a broken terrace
Last night I woke up from a dream
Bout bitch who cut her teeth, on silver sheets in Paris
“Have I ever told you how special you are?...... When you, enter this world, you’re gonna find that many demons, and shadows follow your every move.... you just gotta learn, how to let them go.... remember me when I die...... please”
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