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letra de can't call it - marlon craft

[verse 1]
uh, living in a generation
where only commas get an exclamation
tryna keep my mental patient, i’m a mental patient though i ain’t hesitating
no, wish i would though
yeah, feeling hurt
i don’t know the origin, that be the worst
let’s just keep on pouring see who’ll feel it first
that’s how whiskey and relationships and feelings work

[hook]
i know how i feel (yeah)
that ain’t who i am (no)
i’ve been looking back (yeah)
tryna understand (yeah)
i wish i could cry (yeah)
but y’all made me a man (yeah)
so i just wonder why i be the way i am (yeah)
therapist say i got trauma
manages say i need commas
i just really think i need solace
some days wish i ain’t make all these promises
i go for drinks every night that i don’t want, at what point am i an alcoholic?
say what you all want but my wholе childhood, b-tch i was a target, and i can’t call it, yeah

[verse 2]
when i was 11 got robbеd. now my man’s pops
since then i knew i was alone, at the end of the day
knew it’s only me and i couldn’t truly count on sh-t, that’s real
got a girl i’m so in love with, but i’m afraid to be her everything
guess that’s why i always joke about wedding rings, ’cause i’m afraid i’m unlovable in the long run
broken clocks are right twice a day, so twice a day i feel present
looking for love amongst likes and faves, tell me how i’m supposed to find friendship?
i’ma stop giving my two cents no matter what, they go with consensus
i just want someone to say: “i see you” and mean it, is that too intensive?
i ain’t paid rent to my mind in a long time
i think it’s time to go offline
i’ve been having a hard time
(i ain’t got no metaphor there, that’s just real sh-t)
people saying right things at the wrong time
at least i want be better than i was
i used to think like: “i better be discussed”
now i want just be, i ain’t settling for buzz
[hook]
i know how i feel (yeah)
that ain’t who i am (no)
i’ve been looking back (yeah)
tryna understand (yeah)
i wish i could cry (yeah)
but y’all made me a man (yeah)
so i just wonder why i be the way i am (yeah)
therapists say i got trauma, managers say i need commas
i just really think i need solace
some days wish i ain’t make all these promises
i go for drinks every night that i don’t want, at what point am i an alcoholic?
say what you all want but my whole childhood, b-tch i was a target, and i can’t call it, yeah

- marlon craft

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