thru it all (Gearl Sweatshirt)
Yeah
I hope you know you should play this shit on my death day
Though I need to be remembered in the best way
But these days ain't been feeling like my best days
So hard to get this weight up off my chest mane
But it is what it is and it be what it be
Shit gon change like seasons to me
And it won't ever have no meaning to me
Cause I'm the only motherfucker that's believing in me
Done fell off track, I slip, I fall
Still gon thug shit out through it all
Sometimes I don't nobody to call and the phone just ring ring
Sound so small
Drove myself crazy, writing on the wall
Shit went left and it's all my fault
It's all on me, I can't blame y'all
Got too much drive, no time to stall
Spitting to the mic feel just like therapy
I take drugs tryna find clarity
Get high, laugh, cry, oh my hilarity
Damn it only take away the pain momentarily
Blowing smoke and going ghost, it ain't no joke
And I could ask for help, they syllables won't hit my throat
Cause they gon stab my back if I let em get too close
And I know, I know, I know, I know I'm better off alone
My whole life is a long day
They only care when the numbers go up and I look good on luck
And they wanna see me on stage
Man, they been calling me the wrong name
Damn
Maybe I done gone the wrong way
They never gave a fuck about a cry for help
They only care bout likes and some signs of wealth
Lost some friends and damn well sacrificed my health
Getting lost in a mad mind
Swear, I been tryna live that rap life
But it's hard when the shit don't change and the days all the same
Good days turn to bad nights
Sometimes, I just wanna flatline
What a bad sign
And a sad sight
I know that's right
I know that's right
Still it is what it is and it be what it be
Close my eyes, no need to see
I fall apart so frequently
And try to put it back together by the mufuckin' seams
Don't know why I slip and fall
Still gotta thug shit out through it all
I really don't got nobody to call
Phone just ring ring, sound so small
Still right here, just writing on the wall
All this shit been all my fault
All on me I can't blame y'all
Still got this drive no time to stall
All along through it all
Yeah, all alone through it all
All alone through it all
I hope you know you should play this shit on my death day
Though I need to be remembered in the best way
But these days ain't been feeling like my best days
So hard to get this weight up off my chest mane
But it is what it is and it be what it be
Shit gon change like seasons to me
And it won't ever have no meaning to me
Cause I'm the only motherfucker that's believing in me
Done fell off track, I slip, I fall
Still gon thug shit out through it all
Sometimes I don't nobody to call and the phone just ring ring
Sound so small
Drove myself crazy, writing on the wall
Shit went left and it's all my fault
It's all on me, I can't blame y'all
Got too much drive, no time to stall
Spitting to the mic feel just like therapy
I take drugs tryna find clarity
Get high, laugh, cry, oh my hilarity
Damn it only take away the pain momentarily
Blowing smoke and going ghost, it ain't no joke
And I could ask for help, they syllables won't hit my throat
Cause they gon stab my back if I let em get too close
And I know, I know, I know, I know I'm better off alone
My whole life is a long day
They only care when the numbers go up and I look good on luck
And they wanna see me on stage
Man, they been calling me the wrong name
Damn
Maybe I done gone the wrong way
They never gave a fuck about a cry for help
They only care bout likes and some signs of wealth
Lost some friends and damn well sacrificed my health
Getting lost in a mad mind
Swear, I been tryna live that rap life
But it's hard when the shit don't change and the days all the same
Good days turn to bad nights
Sometimes, I just wanna flatline
What a bad sign
And a sad sight
I know that's right
I know that's right
Still it is what it is and it be what it be
Close my eyes, no need to see
I fall apart so frequently
And try to put it back together by the mufuckin' seams
Don't know why I slip and fall
Still gotta thug shit out through it all
I really don't got nobody to call
Phone just ring ring, sound so small
Still right here, just writing on the wall
All this shit been all my fault
All on me I can't blame y'all
Still got this drive no time to stall
All along through it all
Yeah, all alone through it all
All alone through it all
Credits
Writer(s): Amarae Mattei
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