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letra de simple things - frank colmenares

{talk over: frank colmenraes}
yea
it’s crazy how music can feel so beautiful, yet contain so much pain
this nothing different
here’s my story, hear me out

[verse 1 : frank colmenares]
i read will smith’s book, it’s crazy him expressing himself
show’d me how much that we’re alike tho i ain’t met him myself
the helping hands i could’ve used, but never stretching for help
to the extent that i would question myself
tryina shoulder the weight of the earth
regardless all thе ways it would hurt
making it work
remember days that i would pray in thе church
watching my mother be abused
my brothers name in the news
like ain’t no savior bout to save us, i stuffed my feet in them shoes
thinking better days than medicaid and stretching cain
me and my bro’a the same, he’a just a little less behaved
and i ain’t ever got caught for them things when the fed’s will raid
or a record making it harder when jobs will check my name
but 11th grade, remember having coke in the locker
oh it’s shocker, they thinking i’m so cultured and proper
sold it dollars, some sh-t i never told to my father
he couldn’t understand the loving that i’ve shown to my momma
difference in bonds, he hates when i kick it in songs
that’s part of the reason that these days we ain’t getting along
that’s fine with me
i’m inspiring the young shorties
n0body’s safe if you’re a character in my story
but i ain’t trying speak on the grudge…
though at times it made me question if i’m easy to love
so to the young homies listening
regardless what you’re living in
i mean this from heart, you’ll always be enough
know that
[talk over: frank colmenares}
always
you gotta know that not everything is in your control
and somewhere inside that, you gotta find piece with it
things weren’t always great and never been perfect with me, dog
and that’s fine

[verse 2: frank colmenares]
through high school i ain’t get a scholarship
praise or acknowledgement
when people asked about my post grad days that would follow it
i ain’t have no internship or names of names of no colleges
just a new mixtape and faith that would follow it
half my fam ain’t even show up to my graduation
probably cuz my dad’s laid out path wasn’t taken
where’s the congratulations
i made it, i made it
if my brother was home from jail i know he’d be elated
you would think that fam would support you, if they had thought you
were lost in any way, at least be an ear you can talk to
oh but no, i know, i know
they’d rather be right, and tell you that i told you so
i remember it the vividest
tryina make idiots of people that was ignorant or ways that i would get to it
i knew that i was gifted and different
young homies, follow ya path i promise you’re capable if you stick to it
they’ll try to hit wit that salary scare
like you need safety net, they’ll put that doubt in ya ear
i took a risk, went all in and started my own sh-t
quit my job, man, i made a hunid thousand that year
man you can do whatever do whatever the f-ck you want, no lie
but the only way to guarantee you won’t, don’t try
i said whatever that you want, no lie
the only way to guarantee you won’t, don’t try
true story
{talk over: frank colmenares}
i love ya’ll
thank god always

- frank colmenares

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