Tears of a Broken Heart II
Sitting at home while my brothers moving that Cali
I was smoking on shisha
When I should be puffing on ammi
I was moving grams, when really I wanted a Grammy
I never needed anyone looking out for me like a nanny
Tryna stay humble I ain't tryna be aggy
Still in the ends, linking a couple of baddies
Raised by my mother I ain't got time for my daddy
One love to everyone, shout my akhis
Brown boy killing everything saying keep going Paki
I just write what I feel whether I stay happy
Use to be me, myself and we
Now it's just me, myself and I
Ain't that the irony?
Whatever I show you
Would you take that as the best side of me?
I remember being on the road 2 recovery
Being so isolated and lonely
Asking God is the right thing for me
And then somehow I saw the light
And realised God you're the only one guiding me
Lately, I've been chasing my dreams
While others were chasing clout
On my lonelys I've been tryna figure things out
Like battling my depression got me to a place of doubt
My smoking addiction is a deep addiction
Where I'm needing larger amounts
& laying in my bed, sheep's are not the only thing I count
At a position of crossroads, tryna find my way out
Broke times had me looking for a payout
Driving my head insane
Going through circles like a roundabout
Honesty is the best policy
So surely this is what you guys want to hear me talk about
Coz I know if I fall off
I'll be known as washed out
So I hope all you are listening now
So take this as a note if I die
There's certain things in my life which I can't deny
Like fucking up a good thing
& seeing her leak tears from her eye
Or selling her dreams in which I couldn't fulfil nor supply
Or the day she wrote to me & I never replied
Whether that was due to pride or the
Harsh fact that I never really wanted to say goodbye
Guess it just runs in my jeans (genes) like Levi
In a position where I doubt I can rectify
You would take away the problems
Only to add more
Which caused us to divide
& I was left there to multiply
Now you're in a league of your own
& there's no room for me to qualify
I just hope with the choices you made, that you're satisfied
In my head, it's like tryna work out why
I got told
April May leave June and then July (You lie)
It's basically something that you just can't justify
Truth hurts & lies heal
But I know your hearts occupied
& that's just something I can't get my head round
Smartest thing to do is let it slide
& sing myself to sleep with a lullaby
I was smoking on shisha
When I should be puffing on ammi
I was moving grams, when really I wanted a Grammy
I never needed anyone looking out for me like a nanny
Tryna stay humble I ain't tryna be aggy
Still in the ends, linking a couple of baddies
Raised by my mother I ain't got time for my daddy
One love to everyone, shout my akhis
Brown boy killing everything saying keep going Paki
I just write what I feel whether I stay happy
Use to be me, myself and we
Now it's just me, myself and I
Ain't that the irony?
Whatever I show you
Would you take that as the best side of me?
I remember being on the road 2 recovery
Being so isolated and lonely
Asking God is the right thing for me
And then somehow I saw the light
And realised God you're the only one guiding me
Lately, I've been chasing my dreams
While others were chasing clout
On my lonelys I've been tryna figure things out
Like battling my depression got me to a place of doubt
My smoking addiction is a deep addiction
Where I'm needing larger amounts
& laying in my bed, sheep's are not the only thing I count
At a position of crossroads, tryna find my way out
Broke times had me looking for a payout
Driving my head insane
Going through circles like a roundabout
Honesty is the best policy
So surely this is what you guys want to hear me talk about
Coz I know if I fall off
I'll be known as washed out
So I hope all you are listening now
So take this as a note if I die
There's certain things in my life which I can't deny
Like fucking up a good thing
& seeing her leak tears from her eye
Or selling her dreams in which I couldn't fulfil nor supply
Or the day she wrote to me & I never replied
Whether that was due to pride or the
Harsh fact that I never really wanted to say goodbye
Guess it just runs in my jeans (genes) like Levi
In a position where I doubt I can rectify
You would take away the problems
Only to add more
Which caused us to divide
& I was left there to multiply
Now you're in a league of your own
& there's no room for me to qualify
I just hope with the choices you made, that you're satisfied
In my head, it's like tryna work out why
I got told
April May leave June and then July (You lie)
It's basically something that you just can't justify
Truth hurts & lies heal
But I know your hearts occupied
& that's just something I can't get my head round
Smartest thing to do is let it slide
& sing myself to sleep with a lullaby
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