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letra de sony tv - ​j. sula

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[intro]
feel like i’m talkin too much
feel like i’m talkin all the time
but i ain’t got too much to say
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
woo, hopped out my spot, slipped on the vans, yah
jingled the keys, black honda sedan like
where are we going? who got the gas money?
left the trunk open, go get some cash dummy
’bout to get something to eat, first meal bro
woke up at 4 am, it’s like 8:15 bro
bored as h-ll, friday night i let my friends know
had to service up my tires dawg, the rims low
scr-ping the ground, i look to the sky like
i pray that i make it up there when i die, i
did what i could for chances that i might
meet my maker as he looks over my life
and if the verdict states they ain’t got no room for me
i hope my family prepped a tomb for me
cause i’m gon’ sleep it off, sleep it off
negativity we keepin’ off, keep it off
[chorus]
well wishes to those i no longer see
well wishes to the man that i could be
dig ditches for the past if that ain’t obvious
big riches for the last person to call me, yuh
fake happy, fake mad, it’s all the same fake
take away the overthinking in my brain
and i’m gon’ sleep it off, sleep it off
negativity we keepin’ off, keep it off

[verse 2]
split the uber six ways from sunday
mac computer, magnum opus in one take
invite me out, expect that i’m late
’cause i be doubting if anybody will have me
for god’s sakes, involuntary introverted
play you my tape 5 times, ask if you ever heard it
before i know it you’ll be running to your posse
3 best friends in a room, and me lookin sloppy
i’m a carbon copy, a bad copy too
one day i hope i pass up all the other dudes
i’m eating chicken and rice, tryna look nice
my girl taking flights, every other night
slumped on facetime
i just make time, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, world
[chorus]
well wishes to those i no longer see
well wishes to the man that i could be
dig ditches for the past if that ain’t obvious
big riches for the last person to call me, yuh
fake happy, fake mad, it’s all the same fake
take away the overthinking in my brain
and i’m gon’ sleep it off, sleep it off
negativity we keepin’ off, keep it off

[verse 3]
i’m an addict for this stuff
tab of acid, it’s magic, can’t get enough
don’t do drugs but it be tempting when it’s rough
lucy catch me slipping, i keep calling on his bluff
lucy catch me slipping, sin is in demand
lucy catch me slipping, showing him my hand
lucy catch me slipping, i could fade away
but i’m gon’ never fade, at least not for today bruh
like middle of april, if you want it just say so
if not then you could just say no
i got a target on my chest, i figure i should lay low
hit rock bottom then catapulted to the top
floated back to the surface, not too cold, i’m not too hot
i picture myself as somebody that i’m not
mama told me that the tv gonna lead my brain to rot
i grew up, i see that she wasn’t as silly as i thought
but if anything that tv turned to lines that i could jot
then those lines that i had jotted led to lines that i could spit
then that spit, it turned to flow, that’s why you listening to this
slept it off for long enough, i’m waking up and making hits
bits and pieces, when my dreaming turn to nightmare then it sting
i know that i got a stigma, people don’t know what to think
i prefer it if you let my music go and do its thing, j

- j sula

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