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Witchitaw Slim - Ceiling
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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Witchitaw Slim
Witchitaw Slim
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jerald Trenton Brown
Jerald Trenton Brown
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Timothy Infinite
Timothy Infinite
Producer

Letra

Picture a youngin that used to live for the summer Skip meals to go run amongst all his peers Now fast forward up a few years That giddy lil kiddy growed up and all a sudden had to pay bills My current dichotomy Grown from pure curiosity Guess I Didn't know that part of the deal Or know how quick it get real Feelings so fleeting Me and myself need a meeting To make it clearer Conversate wit the mirror Watch yo language when talkin to me I'm the one that's with ya Speak some life into self You should opt in to optimism When options turn into prisons Getting offered the slimmest pickings Remember this place we in is a thief of joy it'll steal But No matter how much it take I got more to give I know that this world is all I'm given And all of these thrills don't count for livin A little more will is all takes So I persevere I'm not afraid And Right when it's fallin off Not all is lost It's giving me chills I got a feeling I gotta see stars in cars I'm whipping Cause None of my dreams involve a ceiling I seen a child raise a village And he didn't come from no privilege That made me conquer some limits I've arisen from prisons Head on collision with visions I had back then it was written I been walking in purpose I been coaching myself on life telling me that it's worth it It's some things I'm still gone improve when the timing is perfect Still paranoid that I may could lose Like some toxic been lurking Anticipating my every move On the back of my shirt is a target made to play me a fool I won't fall to the serpent Swear to God I been working Like a doctor and surgeon Tryna piece together the pieces And heal of what hurted My vice suffice till it don't and shows My passion might lead me out to a life as an open door Sometimes it just take some mo Sometimes it take a little bit more to get me right Ohhh wish you the best of you ain't know this would be life Swear I miss so much the days we was rolling 4 pegs on bikes And Lord it done been some nights But I'm growing Inside this world that keep rollin
Writer(s): Jerald Trenton Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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