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letra de questions - kay (in)

(yeah yeah)
i got some questions, man

[verse 1]
aye! this for that boy who’s so outlandish
good at heart, always acting up, fronting up with no manners
we go way way back since the school days and pajamas
but now we’re getting older, memories now they don’t matter, do they?
i still remember how silly you were in school
acting dumber for the chicks, but were sharper and man i knew
copping better grades and passing
fast forward, you started crashing, now all your new friends slithering, make you think that you’re cool
but you’re not! (uh)
you’re just as dumb as them
droppеd outta college, bad influencе was your drug, my man
but you’re still on it proudly, not understanding you’re depressed
and here without a job, your bills keep piling up and that’s no question
so drugs, s-x, and liquor’s what you crave for, motherf-cker
stop living the lie you’re living, are you tainted, motherf-cker?
daddy’s working with no hope, momma’s tearing up and she’s broken
you’re responsible to a wife! are you playing motherf-cker?
this is bullsh-t!
fools rush in first, but when do fools quit?
we’ve come a long way, the view’s different for all of us
i hope you change for the better and trust the god above
but there you go f-cking up, getting high again
how could you?
[hook]
are you drowning to breathe?
boy, don’t you sulk into grief
are you proud of who you have become?
my art is a reflection of myself, but i don’t know, who am i?
who am i to question?

questioning mirrors
is it too late for me?
are you proud of who you have become?
my art is a reflection of myself, but i don’t know, who am i?
who am i to question?

[verse 2]
we’re all just crutches to other crutches who are soaked in pain
praying if we could go back and do it over again
we both grew up together in our older neighborhood
you were beautiful, working harder to be the change
you were a fool for just falling
for deranged dudes, i’m being honest
you used to think they meant it when they said they loved you
you fond it, then they would hit it and forget you
while you’re wondering darling
that why wouldn’t he just call back?
fast forward, now you know it
the trauma pushed you off-track, and you don’t really know if
you could be better again, so you just keep on throwing
yourself at random men, for answers but they ain’t showing
s-x, alcohol, and need for attention is how you’re coping
you know you’re in oblivion, but sadly it’s a choice
sitting in a darkened corner, melancholy in your chest
trying to end it, but you can’t, ’cause you’re still so timid
d-mn! why would you?
[hook]
are you drowning to breathe?
boy, don’t you sulk into grief
are you proud of who you have become?
my art is a reflection of myself, but i don’t know, who am i?
who am i to question?

questioning mirrors
is it too late for me?
are you proud of who you have become?
my art is a reflection of myself, but i don’t know, who am i?
who am i to question?

[verse 3]
man, i’ve known you since we were like seven
pure heaven, stacking nintendo cartridges, playing tekken
chilling at your house, wrecking our backs, playing video games
those were some better days, now we just keep stressing over dumb sh-t
it was fun back in the school and at tuition
we’re gonna make it, i can feel my intuition
crippling anxiety, although we both know that’s a mission
but it seemed you got it worse back when your father passed
i understand it was hard with all that weight on your shoulders
you held your family right, boy you better know you’re a soldier
you’re like a brother, man
we’re here to share the weight of your boulder
you’re doing great, i’m super proud and i feel you should know this, man!
wipe ’em tears, shine like the sun when you turn up the heat
just know i’m looking up to you when you look up to me
’cause you’re a motherf-cking star, boy! head up and twink
hey, don’t you doubt or second guess yourself
why would you?
[hook]
are you drowning to breathe?
boy, don’t you sulk into grief
are you proud of who you have become?
my art is a reflection of myself, but i don’t know, who am i?
who am i to question?

questioning mirrors
is it too late for me?
are you proud of who you have become?
my art is a reflection of myself, but i don’t know, who am i?
who am i to question?

aye, who am i to question?

- kay in

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