Slow Leak

Yessir

Ayy, none of y'all coming against
Bite back, coming like this
Huh, ayy, ignorance isn't my bliss
No more closing my fist, huh
Back on my crusade
Death let me loose, no noose this my new day
Call this my flu game, sickness can't block fitness,
Death told me touché
How to begin? The end was near
Light hit the darkness then carcasses threw shade
Dropped nukes, I thought the story was through
But I heard could turn a new page
The sun has set on my respect for goals
The same effect for fame and decimals
I can't forget how far the text will go
It takes my neck, pulls me directly home
Despite what you say
The light will uncover what's under your duvet
The sky looking too grey, can we stay afloat in this new day?

Three tires slashed, I don't think I'm gon' last
Way past out of gas, finna crash (Woo, woo)
Can't hold it up, I'm out my weight class
Stop look around, all my peers flying past (Yuh)

Hello, pick a side
I already said it's that flicker side
I met my end drowning in the tide
He pulled me out and said, "look alive," huh
I feel the rulers against me, this tuba been busy
That "womp womp" tune is here, mood is too heavy
But I'I keep on moving as soon as I'm ready
Tell shooters come get me, bruh

Three tires slashed, I don't think I'm gon last
Way past out of gas, finna crash
Can't hold it up, I'm out my weight class
Stop look around, all my peers flying past
Someone save me, same name, I just ain't the same lately
And if you can't make me float, bring me safety
Same name, I just ain't the same lately

Pressure is building on me
It's killing me soft and slowly
Body failing on me, weight is wailing on me
This boat I'm sailing's got a slow leak

Hey, it's mom
Listen, I know it's been a hard season
And it seems like everything is over
But just wanted to remind you:
There's more to the story.
God isn't finished yet



Credits
Writer(s): William Barefield, Mashell Leroy
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