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letra de let go - ks

pick up the phone and call me i’ll probably still answer it
to settle things we had, but it won’t be my last wish
you can leave if you want, there ain’t double beds in a casket
i was shaking when i wrote that line its like i had parkinson’s
if you don’t like what i’m saying, don’t ask me then
still move lethargic and i don’t even cry no more i laugh at them
if i’m in the ends i might pass through fam
cos if something happened, i couldn’t live with the thought that i was just passing there

like five minutes ago
a home ain’t home
unless you got someone there to call your own
hold you down when you feel alone
i get it man i know
so
it’s kinda hard to pick up the phone
but try pick up the phone and call me, nah people don’t call me no more
i hardly ever answer
spending time in my church conversations with my pastor
about the thoughts i used to harbour
and how i used to feel paranoid about karma

when it comes around quickly you can’t dodge it
the things i used to do to try fill out my pocket
if i’m being honest
got me valentino’s, lv backpack and a belt
a few more other things, i even spent some on a
but i can’t even call her it’s like i never knew her
i wish i could see the future
if i could what would i do cuz?
i’ll probably cut the grass so i can see the hidden medusas
i ain’t hitting that black wall again
me and my demons going to war again
if i reach that black hole i ain’t falling in
i told my brudda put the food down
but he said ‘i can’t kay its the life we live’
some bruddas work hard and some bruddas have got a talent
some bruddas are trapped trapping
some bruddas make it out
and some bruddas are caught lacking
some bruddas see your back and they get to stabbing
but i never bite the hand that feeds me
i pray to god i don’t wish for a genie, i don’t see a shooting star
but i never bite the hand that feeds me
i pray to god i don’t wish for a genie
i don’t see a shooting star
and i still got a heavy heart
but there’s no bad bone or bad blood
cruising to sgrafts or jhus
and this drives beautiful like larna’s voice
i’m by the river blocking out noise
still thinking about past tings and getting annoyed
but it’s in god’s hands so lemme let go

- ks

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