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letra de my life - lyrically insane

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chorus

when the day is done
hold me close
promises are ours to keep
all the clouds will disappear (ooooooh)

verse 1

i haven’t slept in days and all these bills i haven’t paid (f-ck)
i’m trynna pray but suicide is on its way (why)
i read the bible how am i suicidal
why am i sitting here holding on to this riffle? (huh)

i should be on my way to my son’s recital (i know)
he tells me every day daddy you’re my idol (wow)
stop the music cause i’m really about to lose it
who the f-ck just told me this was therapeutic (wooooooo)

i’m trying but i’m sick and tired of being poor (poor)
i’m sick and tired of begging going door to door (door)
i’m sick and tired of being black and being ignored (huh)
i’m so sick and tired i don’t care anymore (f-ck it) (oh oooo)

i’m tired of living, i just wanna go (go)
i’m telling you things you already know (know)
i’m over here smoking and i don’t even smoke
thinking about selling selling dope cause i’m losing hope
chorus

when the day is done
hold me close
promises are ours to keep
all the clouds will disappear (ooooooh)

verse 2

400 years of slavery (f-ck)
did you ever wonder what it did to me (huh)
how it truly affected me
lyrically speaking it f-cked me up mentally (d-mn it)

you worried about instagram and who is hot (hot)
i’m worried about avoiding all these cooked cops (uh huh)
and trynna make it home without getting shot
or getting stop i’m just really trynna make it to the top (you know it)

from every single winter to autumn (huh)
i’m sick and tired of living at the bottom
america why the f-ck you hate me
lately, every chance you get you try to rape me (d-mn)

then you act like it shouldn’t phase me (whooo)
at this point only god can save me (me)
or maybe i should go and get some help
911 what is your emergency, i’m trynna k!ll myself
chorus

when the day is done
hold me close
promises are ours to keep
all the clouds will disappear (ooooooh)

who can say where the road will go
as the world goes round and round
wipe away your tears baby
i am home

verse 3 (a.c.e)

suicide wasn’t the way fam raised ya (naw)
and now you take away the blessings god gave ya (d-mn)
couldn’t even imagine thoughts of you gone
and knowing i will be there for you holding down your son (always)

suicide is a thought it should never be a action (never)
ever think about family and how it would distract them
realizing what’s really important in your heart
believing in god and know that he will play his part

chorus
when the day is done
hold me close
promises are ours to keep
all the clouds will disappear (ooooooh)
when the day is done
hold me close
promises are ours to keep
all the clouds will disappear (yeaaaaaahhhhh)

- lyrically insane

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