Deep Cuts
Yeah
(I love you)
Yeah
It's cold in this room
Yeah
Contemplating on my whole life
I just had a dream that didn't go right
Sitting up in a motel room with low lights
And my city gets hot, but this is a cold night
Got a couple deep cuts in my heart
I'm a good ole guy. I don't mean no harm
I don't really know what I be on
Suicidal thoughts, I guess, be strong
Cause right now, I feel beat way down to the low-low
I don't really feel like myself no more
Man, fuck this shit. Look
No one really cares 'cause the meaning of love's becoming so so-so
We living in a time where communication means double tapping photos
Bitch, it's 2018 and I'm 26, and it's wild that my dick still ain't free!
I'm a black star that drives a nice car, so I gotta watch for the popos
And you gotta have tough skin if it's colored dark 'cause it's special like art
The privileged won't ever understand how you feel
They going outside with no worries, not shopping in hurry
And be screaming that depression ain't real
And sometimes it's hard to not listen to opinions and keep all of them crazy replies concealed
But sometimes I just wanna run up like I'm Kanye
Grab the microphone with a nasty attitude like ewww
Man, sometimes
It's so hard to look in the mirror and tell myself, "I still love you"
Yeah
"I love you, I love you"
And sometimes, I just lock myself in a room with my phone off
Because sometimes it's going off due to phone calls by a crazy chick who be going off
And I don't need that right now. This The Calm, girl. And you might be the bomb, girl
But all that "in my face" shit?
Like I don't need space shit? Doesn't turn me on, girl
And I'm human like you
I got real feelings, too. I got past scars. I like fast cars
And that don't have anything to do with anything, but I want you to see how similar we are
And sometimes, I wanna quit my job too
I got a list of banks that I wanna rob, too
I know
And sometimes you show love to some people cause you got em, but they don't got you
I know
But don't let it change you or rearrange you
Sometimes you gotta deal with the fact that it's really not you
People got they own issues, which is why I'm alone in this cold ass motel room
And sometimes I wanna kill myself, too
But what would that do? (Think about it!)
'Cause you not only killing yourself, but you're killing somebody else, too
Like moms, pops, your sisters, your brothers, your homies, your cousins, your aunties, your uncles
The devil be talking because he just want you to ruin yourself. Live life. I love you
(Hold up)
The devil be talking because he just want you to ruin yourself. Live life. I love you
The devil be talking because he just want you to ruin yourself. Live life. I love you
Man, sometimes...
It's so hard to look in the mirror and tell myself, "I still love you"
Yeah
"I love you, I love you"
(I love you)
Yeah
It's cold in this room
Yeah
Contemplating on my whole life
I just had a dream that didn't go right
Sitting up in a motel room with low lights
And my city gets hot, but this is a cold night
Got a couple deep cuts in my heart
I'm a good ole guy. I don't mean no harm
I don't really know what I be on
Suicidal thoughts, I guess, be strong
Cause right now, I feel beat way down to the low-low
I don't really feel like myself no more
Man, fuck this shit. Look
No one really cares 'cause the meaning of love's becoming so so-so
We living in a time where communication means double tapping photos
Bitch, it's 2018 and I'm 26, and it's wild that my dick still ain't free!
I'm a black star that drives a nice car, so I gotta watch for the popos
And you gotta have tough skin if it's colored dark 'cause it's special like art
The privileged won't ever understand how you feel
They going outside with no worries, not shopping in hurry
And be screaming that depression ain't real
And sometimes it's hard to not listen to opinions and keep all of them crazy replies concealed
But sometimes I just wanna run up like I'm Kanye
Grab the microphone with a nasty attitude like ewww
Man, sometimes
It's so hard to look in the mirror and tell myself, "I still love you"
Yeah
"I love you, I love you"
And sometimes, I just lock myself in a room with my phone off
Because sometimes it's going off due to phone calls by a crazy chick who be going off
And I don't need that right now. This The Calm, girl. And you might be the bomb, girl
But all that "in my face" shit?
Like I don't need space shit? Doesn't turn me on, girl
And I'm human like you
I got real feelings, too. I got past scars. I like fast cars
And that don't have anything to do with anything, but I want you to see how similar we are
And sometimes, I wanna quit my job too
I got a list of banks that I wanna rob, too
I know
And sometimes you show love to some people cause you got em, but they don't got you
I know
But don't let it change you or rearrange you
Sometimes you gotta deal with the fact that it's really not you
People got they own issues, which is why I'm alone in this cold ass motel room
And sometimes I wanna kill myself, too
But what would that do? (Think about it!)
'Cause you not only killing yourself, but you're killing somebody else, too
Like moms, pops, your sisters, your brothers, your homies, your cousins, your aunties, your uncles
The devil be talking because he just want you to ruin yourself. Live life. I love you
(Hold up)
The devil be talking because he just want you to ruin yourself. Live life. I love you
The devil be talking because he just want you to ruin yourself. Live life. I love you
Man, sometimes...
It's so hard to look in the mirror and tell myself, "I still love you"
Yeah
"I love you, I love you"
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Writer(s): Frederick Desinord
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