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[verse: quinton brown]

where i’m coming from we don’t really see dollars
my palm
get itching and i get to scratching
yeah i guess i need a flee collar
i just need to see commas like i got more to say before i leave because i’ve really never seen fathers
i just want the beam driving
doing donuts in it
id take 360 like waves and get this sh-t spinning
forgot to mention that i had your b-tch in it
and i was hooping while you was on the bench with it

i didn’t want the credit ill just make jams
i don’t want that text back when i make it but for now just know my heart is breaking
writing love songs in my bedroom i was far from faking
i really mean it it’s been hard to say it
a struggle with mental health don’t want momma to see her son is fading
i’ll be the wave that i get washed away in
i could tell friends and they’d start the praying
and the i tell them it’s working and show a n-ggas together but only on the surface

[chorus]
not even on my best day. not even on my best day. not even on my best day
not even on my best day
not even on my best day
the sun don’t shine how it should
and i don’t really feel like living
tell em how i’m feeling
(no)
no i can’t tell em how i’m feeling
(no)

[verse: goldchain malik}
i’m trying to be better i swear it
i like your hair in every style that you wear it
please excuse my point of reference
we
grew from worlds apart
my oohs ahhs wherent k-mbayas
my arc is cold
(uh)
my arc is hope
but
when it’s dark it’s cold
and h-ll is hot
f-ckin wit me before this album drops
appreciate it
(uh)
i slow down when i can
i wanna be calm but the world try to handle me
out the palm not canopy
the squeeze tight
my eyes is wide and i can’t see sh-t
prefer the grind id rather die
than they let me live
and no-one cares that’s fine
burn those squares with shine
sometimes im out my mind
i dig as low as i climb
that balance i live reckless
i won’t ask you to ride
im selfish im occupied
my mind won’t let me thrive
but i press the issue and i push on the gas
it was nice here with you
even if time can’t last

[bridge]
tell the lord to wash my sins away from me
tell the lord to wash my sins away from me

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