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letra de heavy hours - brince etter

[verse]
3 o’clock in the morning, call mama, like is you proud of me?
excuse my language and irony
why these b-tches keep houndin’me?
drop me off indiana, i prolly’ walk to new albany just to see her
my guardian angels ain’t been surrounding me
wakin’ up in cold sweat had a dream a n-gga put rounds in me
just a dream
but it felt real
couldn’t tell me no other
felt 7 bullets inside of me don’t that be lucky number
the way these n-ggas be shootin’ thought neighborhood was the rucker
i don’t think we heartless children just want somebody to love us
stay patient, n-gga, we get it, but steady gettin’ in trouble for tryna get more of things that we never had in this puzzle of life
speaking of puzzles, can’t solve’em what be the reason?
outgrowing the hood but tryna pull the block like jenga pieces i been climbin’ up this hill like i’m tryna walk up to deacon from stratford
i’m feelin’ like a dog, but that’s god if you spelling it backwards
and i know that family matters
but it’s so hard to keep the atoms close
know i love my brothers
but poking holes in my paddle boat is not allowed
you a count them bubbles while you watch me drown
that’s f-cked up
thought this sh-t was one love but
nah, it ain’t
go to war with you until my problems tank
told her she b-tterfly, but then she left to go and pollinate
see, the pain i can handle, but throwing dirt i can’t tolerate
lookin’ up to the sky while i’m losing strength in my honest faith
tryna keep it on lock but these numbers i can not combinate
notice that last bar that’s how i’m rappin when i’m feelin safe
i’m in a place
where money seems more important, bringing more to the table, from section 8 to a mortgage
where the f-ck is the florist?
i saw a weed in assortment
sorry for yellin’, but due to me stressin my voice distorted
knit picking smallest of issues cuz nowadays seem enormous
the love is so temporary they never stay just a tourist
infatuated by me and pressing keys of vital organs
physically, my terror bites and my memory out of storage
it’s 3 o’clock in the morning
call papa like, have you heard of me?
verses all in nigeria
doing business in germany
since i been goin’ linear
women no longer curvin’ me
waking up due to hot flash had a dream that they murdered me
police cover the scene while they rush me off to emergency
carry me on a gurney
and fade away during surgery
barely made it still sedated asking kids what they learning from me
feelin my world is shrinking i need more room like it’s burgundy
asking sparrow for feathers while i guess that be the bird in me
i’m tryna fly
close to heaven, can see the blessings
lookin’ from bird’s eye, but the view is very omniscient
i’m so scared to ask for help cuz you n-ggas gone think i’m beggin’ i don’t need nun
even when breathing sh-t, i don’t need lungs
even when vitamin d deficiency i don’t need sun
i need me
more than ever
f-ck them vvs in that chain that got you tethered
been a slave for how long?
stuck in the maze for how long?
you tell me
[outro]
3 o’clock in the morning, tell keke i be her favorite rapper
make the beats the table of contents and i just write the chapters
i don’t think these n-ggas do penmanship, man they just be actors
send’em to my office i set’em straight like a chiropractor
f-ck being ya friend and i step on fingers when climbin’ ladders
let me in the game and they tryna figure what happens after

- brince etter

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