If I used the words that I wanna use it'll prolly scare you to death
Before the words slipped out my mouth
Prolly cut my tongue off instead
Can't fake the blues, gotta keep it pure
Got the ones I love on my chest
Gotta call my mom, she talks to God
This is my testament
Since age 13 I been askin' myself what my message is
What my intentions is
Music is fun, but I'm scared of the rest of it
Think I'm too grown to be cravin' acceptance
I don't want checks, just pay me in attention
Feelin' understood, I think I'm obsessed with it
They don't wanna eat with me
They want the recipe
You cannot mimic this energy
Yeah, when I've lost my mind, and this place on fire
Will you stick right by me?
When the words don't rhyme, and the sun don't shine
Will you stand beside me?
When I'm spread too thin, and my spine caves in
Will you stand behind me?
If I used the words that I wanna use it'll prolly scare you to death
Before the words slipped out my mouth
Prolly cut my tongue off instead
Can't fake the blues, gotta keep it pure
Got the ones I love on my chest
Gotta call my mom, she talks to God
Yeah, sayin' "I love you" so much
Cuz I fear I won't see you tomorrow
Big ears for nothin'
Cuz if it don't revolve around me I prolly won't hear you tomorrow
Tryna be a leader to follow
Paloma, my daughter
I made you an album baby
I'm not even a father
But tomorrow ain't promised baby
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Writer(s): Lucas Pérez
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