Story of Eliza
Dont wanna talk most of the time they aint talking bout nothi
Im trying not to lose myself i needa leave with somethin
I needa end the conversation knowin somethin new
My mom and dad got a divorce i knew it'd happen too
But you dont really believe shit till it happens to you
I swear i knew the love was lost but i just played it cool
Look in the mirror like "your brother's lookin up to you"
Im tryna be the best i can but this shit eatin me
Im in a nightmare, i miss it when i used to dream
You know its real when you see the strongest ones on their knees
Im doing bad but for you i'll be a money tree
Im workin on this shit my dad bout to get surgery
Its hard to focus with everything stacked against you
Dont even worry if i did it then you can too
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Look dad they pay me to rap
Look mama they pay me to rap
We was stuck in the hood sellin crack
It's hard to forget about the past
Im traumatized hard to laugh
I gotta get out, need a plan
I go where i want no stamp
Was never a kid just a man
I know that its hard to relax
Keep a glock in the palm of my hand
I swear I ain't goin out sad
I'm good I think I found my path
Drug money was never gon last
My aunt told now the feds on our ass
We was blood how the fuck you gon tell
Had us goin hotel to hotel
Had your brother locked up in a cell
Thats my father I'm missing him still
I left the house when I was 19
I still ain't go back now I'm 23
You know that it hurt me deep
I'll see you soon hopefully
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Im trying not to lose myself i needa leave with somethin
I needa end the conversation knowin somethin new
My mom and dad got a divorce i knew it'd happen too
But you dont really believe shit till it happens to you
I swear i knew the love was lost but i just played it cool
Look in the mirror like "your brother's lookin up to you"
Im tryna be the best i can but this shit eatin me
Im in a nightmare, i miss it when i used to dream
You know its real when you see the strongest ones on their knees
Im doing bad but for you i'll be a money tree
Im workin on this shit my dad bout to get surgery
Its hard to focus with everything stacked against you
Dont even worry if i did it then you can too
-
Look dad they pay me to rap
Look mama they pay me to rap
We was stuck in the hood sellin crack
It's hard to forget about the past
Im traumatized hard to laugh
I gotta get out, need a plan
I go where i want no stamp
Was never a kid just a man
I know that its hard to relax
Keep a glock in the palm of my hand
I swear I ain't goin out sad
I'm good I think I found my path
Drug money was never gon last
My aunt told now the feds on our ass
We was blood how the fuck you gon tell
Had us goin hotel to hotel
Had your brother locked up in a cell
Thats my father I'm missing him still
I left the house when I was 19
I still ain't go back now I'm 23
You know that it hurt me deep
I'll see you soon hopefully
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Credits
Writer(s): Hector Vae
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