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letra de d.n.d.d. - chilly winters

yo, we all know that life be on that bullsh-t
making us feel all trapped up
you can’t let that sh-t get to you man
keep your mother f-cking head up and don’t lose hope
keep fighting you can wiggle that sh-t bro
i swear you can wiggle that sh-t

i got so much on my mind
flirt with the devil like i got no time
i got no time, i just feel weak
smoking these ciggs and i can’t even breathe
there is so much that i’m dying to see
but i’m scared i won’t make it to be an elite
i just might die in a week, i just might die in a week
i just might die in a week
the drugs, the pills, the trap, the thrills
the people around me, the people that k!ll
i used to only chill with the gang
now i’m older and solo sh-t change
hop in the whip and i get on the freeway and drive
i took that risk when i knew i could die
i been through sh-t that would f-ck up your mind
all the drugs that we took just to get through the night

do not lose hope
do not lose hope in the game
do not lose hope in the game
do not do dope
do not do dope in the game
do not lose hope in the game
do not lose hope
do not lose hope
do not lose hope
do not lose hope
i just might die in a week
i just might die in a week
i just might die in a week

every time i try to be positive
everything is negative, take another sedative
lay down on the couch and play some more sega genesis
people ain’t your friend unless they benefit
i don’t have no time for none that extra sh-t
did a lot of things that i ain’t proud of
street corners, late nights off the powder
running cable lines from the neighbors we had no power
now i’m out here chasing f-cking gucci i got problems
i ain’t louie, i ain’t gucci, my life ain’t no f-cking movie
i immune to f-cking losing
hit the g to cop a loosie
black bandanna wrapped around the uzi
devils get up off me got me feeling like i’m boosie
i might not make it out, b-tch i done made it out
still got my life i don’t care bout the bank account
i might take flight, i’m on a jet for the night
i’m in the clouds because i already died

just found out my homie p-ssed this morning
vision seeing his casket louring
tears in his kids eyes as they gasping for him
makes me realize any day your path be short
while i’m stressing about air max and jordans
sh-t that lack importance, laid back exploring
on the gram like i don’t need a couple tracks recorded
how could that be glorious
swear to god you never know i just might die in a week
open eye when i sleep right beside of my heat
haters pray for my demise in the street
if i die they would sigh as a sign of relief
but if they only knew the downsides
the money troubles become a struggle the downsize
the fake friends, the politics, the rude folks
and all the strength that it takes to never lose hope

- chilly winters

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