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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Mills Jr.
David Mills Jr.
Songwriter

歌詞

Said I hope It rain on your parade
Big disrespect when I feel a way
You got me acting so different it's strange
I got some issues with trust n it's lame
Used to be carefree mick Jenkins, now
I'm stressed out on the weekends, proud
Not me, I rely on weed and just started picking up drinking, wow
Intoxicated more often than not, sorry momma your son ain't too hot
Ik it's a test but I'm failing a lot, God got a plan but the devil got plots
Know that I'm good just lacking the guidance
I pray for protection much better at hiding
I'm keeping it pushing to find silver linings
I keep looking forward the past shit behind me
The sky open up feel the sun on my skin
Staying afloat but too anxious to swim
My walls boarded up I ain't let no one in
Know I got family but never had friends
My circle an oval no zeros get in
My pops was my hero not like many men
My moms is an angel I'm glad I'm her kid
Really I'm blessed I'm just stuck in my head (Like)
Everything, come full circle at the end of the day
Try getting away, but sometimes there's something in the way
Stay up when it rain, the sun coming up you just gotta be patient
Perspective gon change, just give it some time while you waiting
And everything, come full circle at the end of the day
Try getting away, but sometimes there's something in the way
Stay up when it rain, the sun coming up you just gotta be patient
Perspective gon change, just give it some time while you waiting
I ain't cry in a minute my well running dry
No emotion in motion I wear a disguise
I was 16 when my ego was high
I was 16 when my ego had died
At 17 saw my pops on the curb
Handcuffed walked past with no words
Had no where to go cause my momma was worse
She was poppin' them pills every month on the first
At 21 things got so much better
Momma got saved and my pops kept his head up
So proud of them both and they both proud of me
Realizing things ain't as bad as they seem
Not a thing in the world bring me down from a high
I'm talking to God when I'm lonely at night
He built me to last testimony in sight
Learning from my mistakes think I'm gon' be alright
Intoxicated more often than not, sorry momma your son ain't too hot
Ik it's a test but I'm failing a lot, God got a plan but the devil got plots
Know that I'm good just lacking the guidance
I pray for protection much better at hiding
I'm keeping it pushing to find silver linings
I keep looking forward the past shit behind me
The sky open up feel the sun on my skin
Staying afloat but too anxious to swim
My walls boarded up I ain't let no one in
Know I got family but never had friends
My circle an oval no zeros get in
My pops was my hero not like many men
My moms is an angel im glad I'm her kid
Really I'm blessed I'm just stuck in my head (Like)
Written by: David Mills Jr.
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