Testo When I'm Gone - A-Q feat. M.I. Abaga & Nawe
Testo della canzone When I'm Gone (A-Q feat. M.I. Abaga & Nawe), tratta dall'album The Live Report - EP
You're gonna die
Like you are going to die
And it could be in a month
It could be tomorrow
It could be in a year
It could be in twenty years
But the thing is, is you're gonna die
And when the doctor, or the person, or the event comes
The reaper comes and he says to you, "Today is your time"
How are you gonna handle that?
Only gon' be here for a short while
So I'm living every day like it's worthwhile
Living every day like I'm on trial
When the day come, they gon' compile
Everything, everything, everything you've
Done in your whole life
Compile everything, everything, everything you've
Done in your whole life
We used to keep photo albums and pictures on our walls
Now it's Facebook and IG posts when we bored
Memories fade but the melody stays
'Cause when you're gone, they never go back to that internet page
New ways of making money but I keep old values
If you love me keep a picture of me close by you
And your wallet close to the money
On your mind like you owe me
Show me that I'm precious or, no can do
Don't put up no virtual candles you can't blow out too
No black display picture, keep your R.I.P.s
When I'm gone a couple years, play my throwback tunes
And let it put you in a Kodak mood
Take you back to when we used to kick it
Take you back to when you listened to it
How you felt the first time you got the message to it
I put my tesses to it
That's a premise and I'm waiting for y'all to prove me wrong
I dress my message up in uniforms
It's on duty but y'all caught up with the booty songs
You hear me rap and now start looking out for unicorns
I know I'm unique and I use it with my new vision
Take me how my music comes, before my music stops
Uh, sometimes I have it suited up (Ayy)
Sometimes we on the streets patrolling city cops (Oh)
Sometimes we so deep it sounds frivolous
I wanna smell my flowers before I give it up
Only gon' be here for a short while
So I'm living every day like it's worthwhile
Living every day like I'm on trial
When the day come, they gon' compile
Everything, everything, everything you've
Done in your whole life
Compile everything, everything, everything you've
Done in your whole life
Yeah no one knows the moment that you'll die
It's a surprise to us each
So be cautious when you on Twitter, you're devising your tweets
Like it's gon' be fine when they read, replies, retweets
Never thinking about the size of your reach
And this also applies to your speech
Humans are vulnerable, we lie and we weep
To hurt somebody costs you nothing but saliva to speak
We hide and we lie to be strong but deep inside is we weak
And DJ XG was my guy, we was peeps
If suicide survivors could speak
Would they say, "I used to cry in my sleep"?
I used to pray that you'd say something more than how would you grieve
As we run this journey of life, there's
People stranded on the side of the street
Finding their feet and when they gone
We like, "Why didn't they speak?"
Something to ponder though, the rhyme scheme is bleak
Like when I'm gone, even those who
Cursed me will be kind in their tweets
Even artist who hate me will be lying
Through their teeth, tryna be sweet
How does that help me when I'm lying six feet?
So if you fuck with me, not to be produced
Then say it loud, speak your truth
Don't be on the fence when it comes to me, nigga pick and choose
Many people slander you just so they can get in the news
Cool with me, I chuck a deuce, same energy when I R.I.P
'Fore I see niggas who fuck with you just for your IP
Seen the love change from what it was, yɛ ndɛ mo fara ayi kyi
I just try to regulate fake niggas like I'm Warren G
And when I'm gone, my real ones smoke for me, on a Rastafari ting
Only gon' be here for a short while
So I'm living every day like it's worthwhile
Living every day like I'm on trial
When the day come, they gon' compile
Everything, everything, everything you've
Done in your whole life
Compile everything, everything, everything you've
Done in your whole life
Uh, Beats by Shay, yes, uh
Credits
Writer(s): Jude Abaga, Gilbert Bani, Victor Idowu
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