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letra de silhouettes (allimsupposedtobe?). - mxrs

[pre-chorus]
b-tch, b-tch, b-tch, b-tch, b-tch, aye
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
think that really adds to it
coughing up, coughing up just to get it off my chest
get it off my chest uh

[chorus]
ceiling holes silhouettes out the door whoa
either way we gone both be home
ceiling holes, silhouettes out the door now
either way we gone both home
silhouettes silhouettes out the door now
cigarettes cigarettes (either way we both)
cigarettes kept pressed in my closed mouth coughing up to get it off my chest
(the only way he knows)

[verse]
i’ve been searching on my journey
uh, yeah but i’m still depressed in my hometown
make em’ beg for mercy
yeah chuck a number one for the hometown
wishing nothing but the best for all my partners
but tell me why do i still got vengeance on my conscious
look, you stressin’ bout the next the mans pockets pressure on my shoulder ain’t never denser than the product
cut a hole into the ceiling and let that f-cker hold till the sun is down
thinking that you’re dreaming
till the neighbors asking what the fuss about
sorry mom that i took destructive routes
need some peace of mind hoping to get it from the house
can’t shake the feeling that i let you down but there’d probably be a couple holes if i stuck around
[chorus]
ceiling holes silhouettes out the door now
either way we gone both be, both be
ceiling holes, silhouettes out the door now
either way we gone both home
silhouettes silhouettes out the door now
cigarettes cigarettes (either way we both)
cigarettes kept pressed in my closed mouth coughing up to get it off my chest
(the only way he knows)

[verse]
oh! coughing up to get it off my chest
just to get it off my chest well i’m sorry i’m a mess i found solace in distress told my momma i would leave and college ain’t for me and she’s probably depressed
must’ve got it in my genes next to a quarter ounce of weed sh-t i’m finally 18 and all i got is weed is this all i’m supposed to be?

just some sh-t up on my chest well i’m sorry i’m a mess i found solace in distress told my momma i would leave and its probably for the best…
sh-t it’s probably for the best

- mxrs

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