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Dear Diary
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Dear Diary adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Polydor Records tarafından 21 Haziran 2019 tarihinde yayınlandıCall Me Big - EP
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Çıkış Tarihi21 Haziran 2019
FirmaPolydor Records
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM95

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Heath
Big Heath
Rap
Hank Solo
Hank Solo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hank Solo
Hank Solo
Songwriter
Christopher Heath
Christopher Heath
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hank Solo
Hank Solo
Producer
MSM
MSM
Mixing Engineer
Jeremy Cooper
Jeremy Cooper
Mastering Engineer

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Yeah, dear diary, what a day that it's been
I thought about my life, I just don't know where to begin
Felt a lot of pain and strain, it's hard not to sin
That's the sacrifices and prices you pay just to win, yeah
See all this pressure, man, it's building up
I feel the panic and doubt if I don't give enough
But what's enough, man? Because there ain't no written rule
I feel I'm on the brink of something, man, it's like a pinnacle
Yeah, feel like my past was a preparation
All them playground fights, they're gonna see their making
And all these late nights, finally gonna see their waking
Every word something so bad, you just end up shaking
Yeah, I swear down I put my life in this
So many nights I cried just to try write like this
I felt my vibe had died, had to reignite the switch
I had to ride the vibe just to rewrite the script
And now I'm finally feeling like I've been resurrected
I spent too long tryna be somebody they expected
Don't chase another's dream for your own to be neglected
Gotta believe to achieve, that's the best perspective
My whole life, man, my family's been tragedy
And it's a fallacy that everybody's mad at me
I'm paranoid, and sometimes, yeah, I'm glad to be
'Cause when someone lets me down, at least I've done a blasphemy
And I always have the greatest intentions
Sometimes when I lie, I'm in need of attention
I'm sorry that I missed your birthday
But I been in the studio making beats since last Thursday
And my brother, man, he just had a kid
It's the greatest gift, they call me Uncle Big
But since her birth, man, I only seen her twice
And it's trife, I swear down, I'ma make it right all my life
But this reason, man, is all that I'll ever be
And all this hate is a waste of my energy
I think it's time that I face all my enemies
I promise being honest is the base of the remedy
Yeah, and that's word to my mother
Man, I wish I was home just like my sister and brother
And God knows the truth is I miss and I love her
Next time, man, I'm home, I'ma kiss and I hug her, uh
Dear Heath, first of all, know I'm listening
It feels so good to see you finally glistening
Twenty-two years of hard work we're witnessing
It's too bad that you missed your old niece's christening
And it goes without saying I love your work rate
If there's a competition or race, you're first place
The difference between working hard and hustling
Is when you're hustling, man, it's more than putting muscle in
And I know you find it hard with all your family
And deep down, everybody has agony
But you keep it honest all throughout the tragedy
And people look to you for faith 'cause you take it casually
But sometimes, man, you gotta know to let it rain
I feel your pain every day when you write a page
And times change, but I'll always be the fucking same
Your biggest fan every time when you touch a stage
And you're the most honest rapper undoubtedly
So I'ma shout it to the cloud and to the mountain peaks
The whole world knows exactly what you're 'bout to be
So just believe, my G, 'cause you're about to see
And these kids need something to believe in
Rappers these days ain't nothing but misleading
It's crazy thinking that the things you finally achieving
Five years ago, nobody was believing
But I know you find it hard to always take the stress
Saying only peaks of strong is that's what makes you best
Life's a test, I know it's hard to manifest
But try and take it as a bless and nothing less
So stay strong, my G, through all the fear and pain
A lot of rappers come and go, but you're here to stay
I never hype, but you know your face clear as day
And real talk, a mother's love never goes away
A mother's love never goes away
A mother's love never goes away
A mother's love never goes away
Written by: Christopher Heath, Hank Solo
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