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letra de rememory - will cherry

[verse: will cherry]
facing my mortality, a leaf in the grass
sleeping with demons, no greetings, in the evening we clash
preaching it’s deeper than rap, the belief isn’t cap
the more stones you throw, its easier to see through the glass
graduated and at least ten of my people done passed
classmates and associates i’d see in the past
when it’s time for inheritance, the meek get the cash
if i gave you the world, would you leave it a sham
police precincts are thieves with a badge
politicized human rights and treat peace as a nag
always dreamed of high speed chases, feet on the gas
speeding it past, jeep or a jag, see when i dash
the heat that i flash, creep then i dash
fiend for the bag, a piece of the cash, need it to last
biggest perk of leaving this earth is ill be seeing my dad
so while i still breathe, you better try to keep what you can
i mean it
come see if i’m playing

[verse: peachcurls]
i don’t trust n0body, so it’s therapy in the studiyeem
my sh-t crack like i got packs from medellin
had to cut that b-tch off, why? she was meddling
they ask what happened, she was capping like “i’m through with heem”
i’m super big and super clean
f-ck whoever say that they got guns cause we got guns so it’s you or me
what can they really do with me
b-tch, i got stupid schemes
i need that paper, that’s why my palms itching like i popped a bean
[hook: will cherry]
they ain’t gon’ wait on you
you better trust yourself
they gon’ hate on you
you better love yourself
you are not alone
it ain’t just yourself
can’t do this alone
it ain’t just yourself

[bridge: will cherry]
and some days, i notice me
i know it’s me
i notice me
and some days, i notice me
i know it’s me
i you better love yourself

[verse: will cherry]
i been the same pure hearted kid from the sand box
you say you thoroughbred, but your mans not
sometimes i wish i got a chance to talk to my granpops
before funeral costs made dad have to auction the land off
lincoln got sold, we riding in the old caddy
it’s cold, east cleveland turning into my home
only 10 but wishing that i had the money to loan
cause now i think about the nights my dad was hungry alone
he had to bury his father and then he buried his brother
and then i buried my father, i almost buried myself
went to therapy in hopes that i would get me some help
was better off writing raps that only lived on the shelf
turned off easily, i’m peaking my taste level
they ain’t even reaching me, the greet me at waste level
got comfy living in a rut, adjusting the bass treble
but it’s one more moment i’m chasing
[hook: will cherry]
they ain’t gon’ wait on you
you better trust yourself
they gon’ hate on you
you better love yourself
you are not alone
it ain’t just yourself
can’t do this alone
it ain’t just yourself

- will cherry

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