Burned Bridges (feat. Loop Star Smiley)
Yeah
It's one of those
Sdot Breezy
Hey
Looking back at my life
Damn I really made it
Made my momma proud
I see her smile
It feel amazing
Give props to my father
Cause he always kept me chasing
And he taught me patience
He told me that other people is grown
So if they wrong
Well that's their own mistaken
I rather stay alone
Then trust someone
Who always faking
I know some day ones
Who been around for like ten years
But barley see my own blood
It's like never appeared
We still family, I still love them
I always cared
My cousin's lost they grandma
And they mom, I shed some tears
I swear life ain't fair
Your mind playing games on you
Like truth or dare
Which one you taking?
Which one you saving?
This shit is crazy
Can't let it phase me
Shit get serious
I'm never playing
I always do it
No time for saying
I'm work of art
I'm God's creation
Imma keep going
I'm never fading
Are we living to die
Sometimes I need to know
Can't trust a soul
Not even my own folks
They telling lies
And switching sides
You got to stay woke
They burning bridges
And expecting you
To send a boat
But Imma rise above it
I can float
Just keep that shit from around me
Yawl be doing the most
Yawl be doing the most
But toast to the ones who with me
Staying close
I know my time getting closer
I popped out with bread like a toaster
Shorty had potential
So I coached her
I don't know if I miss her
Or if I just wanted closure
But I'm not AD
I wont get kill by no joker
I tried to give my Love
But they abused it
Like why yawl be burning
The same bridge that yawl be using
That shit be so useless
I hate being blame
When I don't do it
Don't wanna talk to
That's why I put it in my music
I been through the worst
All them scars from the dirt
All them days being hungry
Had no food till the first
Momma bitching about a job
She keep talking about some work
So we went out and rob
And we bought ourselves some work
Now we just be chilling
Cause that karma is a killing
But I'm blessed, I'm almost thirty
And I ain't never been to prison
I remember being lonely
On that bed
And starring at the ceiling
Wishing I was dead with no feeling
Yeah
Are we living to die
Sometimes I need to know
Can't trust a soul
Not even my own folks
They telling lies
And switching sides
You got to stay woke
They burning bridges
And expecting you
To send a boat
But Imma rise above it
I can float
Just keep that shit from around me
Yawl be doing the most
Yawl be doing the most
But toast to the ones who with me
Staying close
Toast to the ones
Who with me
Staying close
It's one of those
Sdot Breezy
Hey
Looking back at my life
Damn I really made it
Made my momma proud
I see her smile
It feel amazing
Give props to my father
Cause he always kept me chasing
And he taught me patience
He told me that other people is grown
So if they wrong
Well that's their own mistaken
I rather stay alone
Then trust someone
Who always faking
I know some day ones
Who been around for like ten years
But barley see my own blood
It's like never appeared
We still family, I still love them
I always cared
My cousin's lost they grandma
And they mom, I shed some tears
I swear life ain't fair
Your mind playing games on you
Like truth or dare
Which one you taking?
Which one you saving?
This shit is crazy
Can't let it phase me
Shit get serious
I'm never playing
I always do it
No time for saying
I'm work of art
I'm God's creation
Imma keep going
I'm never fading
Are we living to die
Sometimes I need to know
Can't trust a soul
Not even my own folks
They telling lies
And switching sides
You got to stay woke
They burning bridges
And expecting you
To send a boat
But Imma rise above it
I can float
Just keep that shit from around me
Yawl be doing the most
Yawl be doing the most
But toast to the ones who with me
Staying close
I know my time getting closer
I popped out with bread like a toaster
Shorty had potential
So I coached her
I don't know if I miss her
Or if I just wanted closure
But I'm not AD
I wont get kill by no joker
I tried to give my Love
But they abused it
Like why yawl be burning
The same bridge that yawl be using
That shit be so useless
I hate being blame
When I don't do it
Don't wanna talk to
That's why I put it in my music
I been through the worst
All them scars from the dirt
All them days being hungry
Had no food till the first
Momma bitching about a job
She keep talking about some work
So we went out and rob
And we bought ourselves some work
Now we just be chilling
Cause that karma is a killing
But I'm blessed, I'm almost thirty
And I ain't never been to prison
I remember being lonely
On that bed
And starring at the ceiling
Wishing I was dead with no feeling
Yeah
Are we living to die
Sometimes I need to know
Can't trust a soul
Not even my own folks
They telling lies
And switching sides
You got to stay woke
They burning bridges
And expecting you
To send a boat
But Imma rise above it
I can float
Just keep that shit from around me
Yawl be doing the most
Yawl be doing the most
But toast to the ones who with me
Staying close
Toast to the ones
Who with me
Staying close
Credits
Writer(s): Smiley Allen
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