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letra de rochelle / trust issues - salamay

[chorus]
roch-lle i know you don’t like rappers
say they hide who they are and they more actors
you not tryna be a song, strung along, be the last to know what’s going on
i know you don’t like rappers

[verse]
see, you independent
that’s intimidating
heard a real man never keeps a queen waiting
this a eye roll moment for the neeks hating
actions speak so watch what you keep saying
i don’t have time, i don’t make time
say that while doing nothing at the same time
not into games, too much stress, i get sick of it
and i can never read the signs, i’m illiterate
introverted but outgoing at the same time
and staying silent is the only way i keep my distance, intuition i would find you
thank your parents i’m just happy that they had you
look for what it’s worth, i put a bow on the earth for you
crawl through the snow and the dirt for you
and still be the same when i be with the guys
know you holding back, i can see it in your eyes
start with a conversation, be my liberation
i didn’t say it’s love but it’s gone beyond infatuation
they hang around but they don’t really know you
so many things i could show you but…
[chorus]
roch-lle i know you don’t like rappers
you say they hide who they are and they more actors
you not tryna be a song, strung along, be the last to know what’s going on
i know you don’t like rappers

roch-lle
roch-lle

[trust issues]
i want better for me
and to think you want the same for a n-gga is hard to believe, i wanna achieve and i mean generational wealth, when i say that i get stares
i’d take sensational steps over mediocrity, your 2 cents doesn’t bother me
there’s broke and there’s poverty still, one owns property living in your mind rent free, let’s see how many stay with you
we’ve all heard it before, they either pray for you or they prey on you but how many really stay for you?
not the things you possess or the things that you do or the things that you know cause you think that it’s cool, i mean your worst days
when you question who you see in the glass but you still go to class cause you still gotta pass, i mean
ungodly hours reflecting, reminiscing, repetition repetition repetition
b i gotta get paid
defined as a blameless professional procrastinator, it’s not my fault, i couldn’t think of something better but i’ll do it next time
i’m as selfish as you are, at least i’m honest with it
insecurity’s a drug and you been (messing) with it, racing with paranoia
it must be
but these words mean nothing if you trust me

- salamay

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