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letra de ride - mally

[hook]
please don’t clip my wings, ain’t been this high
got one last time to take another ride
heart full of gold, lies full of silver
eyes full of hope, need another scripture
ride, i don’t wanna hear nothing
ride, none of y’all really know me
ride, could’ve been the last time but i woke up
got another chance, i should grow up

[verse 1]
the heart heavy, eyes watered
let’s go farther, i don’t feel ready
the bright lights in my face, i can’t see
move the cameras along, ain’t dying to say cheese
tired of a drink and all that comes with it
a dance, a drunk b-tch, her phone and new digits
pardon, but am i really losing stride?
the homies ask me a lot, yo, who am i?
treat my queen like a maid, that’s f-cked
she clean all of my mess, i feel stressed
ain’t died, i feel blessed, took a breath
and i closed my eyes whipping the wheel slept
outside of grandma’s house when i was ill
trill, chill, tryna be real
i ain’t wanna drive home, get somebody k!lled
so hurt, down, p-ssed off, frown
brown cheer up for a second will i lose the crowd?
i’m going down

[hook]

[verse 2]
the sun came out once and i stared
sorta went blind tryna get me right there
i might be brown but the bulb is a mirror
irresponsibility got me nearer
learnin’, life turnin’, arts and quotes
everybody blowing smoke and they start to choke
crucifed what i gave to y’all
i’m a grown up and won’t give names to y’all
listen! watch!
my style is consecutive
i know when i leave the room they talk negative
gon’ off sedatives, quil, got me loving it
knowledge is the key to the home, ya new tenant is
m-and-the-a, new flow in the game
dropping the ball and all can’t hold it the same
got a demon on my back on both sides today
with the angle of an angel praying it won’t stay

[hook]

[verse 3]
too much liq i sipped, gotta prolong that
i hated rap and everybody in contact
in a trap, low figures and i’m flipping
tryna do sh-t they like, cold opinions
wanna fall off of the face, a young blemish
faced the face, i hated for like six months
quit the night shift, putting in work
dig a hole now, living in dirt, consider it birth
seen a he-rs- and my inner hate growing
begging for a change through life and wasn’t homeless
rap is a blanket, banking off numbers
seen it all different, enemies got vicious
groping for the vision, cataract my lenses
the old me died in december, on a wishlist
trying on brand new wings, a flight full of pressure
full of texture, touched it, life feeling better

[hook]

- mally

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