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This sound different in the headphones but f**k it Ayy, ayy Fathers get surprised when they don't hear from you Same fathers thinking that they lies just don't appear to you Same fathers goin' through they lives without a shred of truth Pained fathers cheatin' on they wives without a hint of guilt Rest in peace to granny, to your brother, and your mama My lessons sting 'cause family structure built around your drama I'm sorry to my brothers as they grow up like I grew up With a dungeon as they hell and they heaven in the sewers Was eleven when I grew up My mama told me "You hit rock bottom," I ain't even blink Twice, I told you bout your problem bro, and you ain't even think Twice smack across my f**kin' face and I can't even love right My b*t*h ain't doin' nothing wrong and I can't even love right My ink is begging for this song and I can't even love write You throwin' chairs cross my room and all I got this one mic I got a f**kin' gra** tattooed and I don't even love fight I can't even find it in me Ayy, ayy I'm dodgin' you, my mama whinin' wit' me I don't got the time to hit her I don't got the patience for the love of my life I say I trust her but I'm fakin' just to trudge through the night I say I love her but I'm fakin' when I discover my plight My whole perception of her changes when it's drugs in my sight Or when it's drugs in her eyes Or when she with b*t*hes I don't trust Or when I venture too far Or when it ventures too rough And when these b*t*hes do call I don't intend to pick up I know these n***as get at you I know one day you gon' get out I push the truth to the South This sh*t just flew through my mouth This was no act in my doin' I don't know who this about I don't know who gonna hear this And I'm approaching eighteen I'm losin' youth in my spirit And I'm approaching gangrene Just how I'm shooting my feet I'm at a school I can't pay for I'm off a boot I can't stay for I'm with a group I ain't made for I ask myself "What this pain for?" I ask myself "What death waitin' on?" I ask myself
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