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letra de chapters - nter

(verse 1: nter)
i dream about heaven cause i’ve lived through h-ll
handcuffed to a bed, came out from a cell
and i’d be lying if i said i didn’t cry
can’t leave with my kids and she’s asking daddy why
my son born and i wasn’t even there
got the same colour eyes and the same colour hair
but you will never grow to know about this gang life
or what i had to do just so we could live right
cold nights on the corner, moving product
daddy was a dealer, uncle luke an armed robber
forgive me lord, i just wanna count my blеssings
cause i’m sick of digging up guns every timе i’m stressing
sometimes i sit and think about my mum and dad
like why she overdosed and why he never came back
if heaven got a guest list, just save me a spot
cause i just wanna visit mum and then i’m back to the block

(verse 2: skem)
had no money to my name and we were broker than ever
i thought sh-t had never changed but i was holding my head up
i was dealing with some pain trying to sleep all through the day
then i realized that the only option i had was to get up
set up a plan cause i ain’t got it like them
i made something out of nothing then i washed off my hands
how the f-ck i’m on a budget when they got a couple bands
they said one day i laugh at this i finally understand
times were tough then and i came a long way from popping sensors
every room i walked into filled with lots of tension
you can’t force what you’ve been through cause you want attention
every second person i talked to got some false intentions
watching body language, i don’t trust n0body in here
i got depression to the point that i can’t hold a sentence
not to mention paranoia from this post traumatic stress sh-t
the fact is i can barely get a rest in
(verse 3: nter)
they talk a struggle, but you don’t know this heartache
was 14 in the flat, watching shard break
on a glass plate, make it out this dark place
looking for a sp-ce to escape all them dark days
i’m from a place, you got robbed for your kicks
seen a b-tch shooting ice up in front of her kids
and really cuz, i come from these trenches
normal to do crime or serve a sentence
really man, i’m too sick of this tough talk
always kept a cold heart, but always kept my gun warm
heart torn for the brothers that i buried from it
outside fume in this street, sh-t is kinda scary
girl asking me where i’m going this late
balaclava, shotgun and some duct tape
f-cking with these feels, i be f-cking with the pills
it’s the only thing that numbs the pain and makes it feel real

- nter

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