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Silver Lining

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Silver Lining was released on July 19, 2020 by Jefe312 as a part of the album Silver

Song Details

Release DateJuly 19, 2020

LabelJefe312

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM67

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Jefe312

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Ahmad Odom Gibson

Ahmad Odom Gibson

Songwriter

Lyrics

Aye

Silver, 3-12

Look

I’m finally starting to feel as if my soul clear

I ain’t felt that way for like this whole year

Sad enough to cry but won’t shed no tear

Can’t show no fear

Man my family all depend on me to keep this big boss energy

This all business

Karma for my crimes is such a small sentence

Soon as money start to talk they all listen

Aye, God willing

I can look deep in my inner me

To be who I was meant to be

I’m, deaf from the thunder

Soaked from the storms

The lightning is blinding

I, really do wonder

If this the norm, or is it the timing

Cry, under the covers

The world didn’t see it, it couldn’t have happened

It wasn’t on Insta with Tumblr captions

Or trending on Twitter to form a distraction

I, call up a plumber

To sift through the shit that’s been keeping me pissed

Long, list of my problems

Rolling down pits into the abyss

My, mouth getting dizzy

From talking in circles, and beating dead horses

I, pray for they corpses

I hope they’ll never be worshipped

That’s not their place, that’s not their race, no

God only judges, case closed

Heart on my sleeve, I change clothes

Searching for endings of rainbows

I run forever

Some break up to come together

Run from ya problems, bet one will catch ya

Shit y’all do ain’t causing pressure

Can’t call that effort

Got all the leverage

I’m so refreshing, just call me beverage

I’m Harden stepping to the side

**** won’t catch me sweating

Like me and wins got a love connection

So me and sins getting disconnected

So me and blessings can be more receptive

I get and give, I’m dying to live

Ain’t got no kids, just got my friends

That I look after just like they my seed

All this money call like “ven aqui”

Salt in the wound of the pens I bleed

Roses at my feet probably when I leave

I was hooping on Central, Jabari on Beasley

Ears didn’t fit me, my barber would tease me

Go up to Best Buy, Tha Carter on CD

Done sparing these ****, I ripped up the treaty

I wanna be disciplined

Want the freedom of being a kid again

It’s like promise and lying are synonyms

I got tired of trying to mentor them

My vibes are off and it bothers me

I’m tryna take time to center them

I’m tryna make time for listening

Was too young take in my Christening

Now I’m grown and be hanging with Muslims

My homies, tried fasting for Ramadan

The light turned white like it’s Dana

That’s God, we ain’t fighting in octagons

We fighting each other internal battles

Arms row the boat, we ain’t got no paddles

Racing dead horses without a saddle

Climbing these charts without a ladder

I wanna be free (aye)

Free from me (aye)

I wanna see, what I can be

Get out my way

So one day, we’ll all say that

Now it’s like our soul clear (aye)

I ain’t felt this way for like this whole year (yeah)

Sad enough to cry but won’t shed no tear

I can’t show no fear

Man my family all depend on me to keep this big boss energy

This all business (yeah)

Karma for my crimes is such a small sentence (aye)

Soon as money start to talk they all listen

Yeah, God willing

I can look deep in my inner me

To be who I was meant to be

Yeah, Silver

(Silver) Aye

3-1-2

Written by: Ahmad Odom Gibson

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