Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Dźwięk


Interfejs


Poziom trudności


Akcent



język interfejsu

pl

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Polityka Cookie   |   Wsparcie   |   FAQ
1
zarejestruj się / zaloguj
Lyrkit

podarować

5$

Lyrkit

podarować

10$

Lyrkit

podarować

20$

Lyrkit

I/lub wesprzyj mnie w mediach społecznościowych. sieci:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
ChillinIT

Interlude (Mama)

 

Interlude (Mama)

(album: The Octagon - 2020)


Dear mama, dear mama
Shit
Nah, real talk, check, check

Ma, I know you're hurting, that it's burning you inside
The way your son is working, you are certain I could die
Drowning in the drugs while I be searching for the high
Mama's asking why I'm coming home with circles 'round my eyes
I said, "Mama, I'm just tired", mama, that's a lie
Lately I been questioning 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 getting high, party limousines
Now it's fiddy g's in my Balenciaga jeans
Now we eating pasta at a classier cuisines
Mama, half of this for you, but, mama, half of this for me
I'm still having dreams about the father I should be
I left my fucking 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 losing my voice from smoking, I need to chill, shit

zrobione

Czy dodałeś wszystkie nieznane słowa z tej piosenki?