Testo Interlude - Chillinit
Testo della canzone Interlude (Chillinit), tratta dall'album Ready For The Pain
Dear Mama
Dear Mama
Shit
Nah, real talk
Check, check
Ma, I know you're hurtin' and it's burnin' you inside
The way your son is workin', you were certain I could die
Drownin' in the drugs while I be searchin' for the high
Mama's askin' why I'm comin' home with circles 'round my eyes
I said, "Mama, I'm just tired", Mama, that's a lie
Lately, I've been questionin' if someone's in the sky
'Cause every time I pray, Mama, no one gon' reply
You told me keep the faith, Ma, I wonder if you lied
And now I'm gettin' high, party limousines
Now it's fiddy G's in my Balenciaga jeans
Now we eatin' pasta at a classier cuisines
Mama, half of this for you, but, Mama, half of this for me
I'm still havin' dreams about the father I should be
I left my fuckin' fam for these Rihannas on the beach
And now I think the devil made a casket just for me
I don't really know if I should laugh or I should scream
Fuck
Let it breathe for a bit
This that interlude shit, we all need peace, man
Mum, fuck, you're the MVP
I can't say it enough
I'm losin' my voice from smokin', I need to chill
Shit
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Writer(s): Blake James Turnell, Mark J. Lombardo
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