Safe Space
You should hit me up when you're feeling low
You should hit me up when you're feeling low
You don't have to run or hide, oh, child, to do it alone
You can talk to me, to me, I'll be, I'll be listening
You gon' have to keep it a stack
Keep it a hundred
Keep it a million, whoa, yeah, uh
Yeah-yeah, you gon' have to keep it a stack
Keep it a hundred
Keep it a million, whoa, yeah, yeah
Uh, dear diary
What a day it's been, I'm fighting my anxiety
Hell is empty, devil is intertwining around me
Overwhelmed by all the troubles, all the world wanting to inspire me
Wishing upon a star, fishing where the fishers are
For all the intends and purposes
I desire things, pursued to where I'm destined to be
Times have changed, people are fickle and strange
Follow the music through the hallways, you will find me
Feeling your pain, my finger is on the pulse
Submissive to love and loyalty while I'm living in misery
Yo, this stress doesn't settle with my spirit
Lend you an ear, I ain't in fear for perish so we can pivot
Hit me up when you feel like you're not enough
Everything's tied to each other, times will teach to be tough
All we got is us; life is a process, we gotta trust
Words of affirmation in a nation full of Timberlands and lust
You should hit me up when you're feeling low
You should hit me up when you're feeling low
You don't have to run or hide, oh, child, to do it alone
You can talk to me, to me, I'll be, I'll be listening
You gon' have to keep it a stack
Keep it a hundred
Keep it a million, whoa, yeah, uh
Yeah-yeah, you gon' have to keep it a stack
Keep it a hundred
Keep it a million, whoa, yeah, yeah
You don't have to feel rushed, you've already had enough
Don't you let the pressure crush what you're developing
'Cause when you get done, you know that you'll come out a better man
Not that you are ever lesser than your experience
It doesn't have to be a plan, it's already in your system
Some sparks may fly and your problems may go with them, uh
See, everybody works different (yeah)
You see, I write through my issues: like a journey, I don't list them, nah
And I don't miss them at all, but I miss who I was
I don't wanna go back, but it feels like I'm stuck
That's 'cause Stockholm syndrome's got the old me feeling like drugs
You're not the only one who's not feeling the love
But you're the only one who seems to be giving the love
It's time to be selfish, level up your coping mechanisms
This is wellness, be alone for a while, just to keep it aligned
And when you feel like it's time, I'll be selfless
You don't have to run or hide, oh, child, to do it alone
You can talk to me, to me, I'll be, I'll be listening, yeah
You gon' have to keep it a stack
Keep it a hundred
Keep it a million, whoa, yeah, uh, yeah-yeah
You gon' have to keep it a stack
Keep it a hundred
Keep it a million, whoa, yeah, yeah
Tell me what's on your mind
'Cause you're one of a kind
My friend, tell me what's going on
You can bottle up 'bout your pop
You can keep to yourself if that's how you rock
But if you wanna talk, eyy
You don't have to run or hide, oh, child, to do it alone
You can talk to me, to me, I'll be, I'll be listening, yeah
You should hit me up when you're feeling low
You don't have to run or hide, oh, child, to do it alone
You can talk to me, to me, I'll be, I'll be listening
You gon' have to keep it a stack
Keep it a hundred
Keep it a million, whoa, yeah, uh
Yeah-yeah, you gon' have to keep it a stack
Keep it a hundred
Keep it a million, whoa, yeah, yeah
Uh, dear diary
What a day it's been, I'm fighting my anxiety
Hell is empty, devil is intertwining around me
Overwhelmed by all the troubles, all the world wanting to inspire me
Wishing upon a star, fishing where the fishers are
For all the intends and purposes
I desire things, pursued to where I'm destined to be
Times have changed, people are fickle and strange
Follow the music through the hallways, you will find me
Feeling your pain, my finger is on the pulse
Submissive to love and loyalty while I'm living in misery
Yo, this stress doesn't settle with my spirit
Lend you an ear, I ain't in fear for perish so we can pivot
Hit me up when you feel like you're not enough
Everything's tied to each other, times will teach to be tough
All we got is us; life is a process, we gotta trust
Words of affirmation in a nation full of Timberlands and lust
You should hit me up when you're feeling low
You should hit me up when you're feeling low
You don't have to run or hide, oh, child, to do it alone
You can talk to me, to me, I'll be, I'll be listening
You gon' have to keep it a stack
Keep it a hundred
Keep it a million, whoa, yeah, uh
Yeah-yeah, you gon' have to keep it a stack
Keep it a hundred
Keep it a million, whoa, yeah, yeah
You don't have to feel rushed, you've already had enough
Don't you let the pressure crush what you're developing
'Cause when you get done, you know that you'll come out a better man
Not that you are ever lesser than your experience
It doesn't have to be a plan, it's already in your system
Some sparks may fly and your problems may go with them, uh
See, everybody works different (yeah)
You see, I write through my issues: like a journey, I don't list them, nah
And I don't miss them at all, but I miss who I was
I don't wanna go back, but it feels like I'm stuck
That's 'cause Stockholm syndrome's got the old me feeling like drugs
You're not the only one who's not feeling the love
But you're the only one who seems to be giving the love
It's time to be selfish, level up your coping mechanisms
This is wellness, be alone for a while, just to keep it aligned
And when you feel like it's time, I'll be selfless
You don't have to run or hide, oh, child, to do it alone
You can talk to me, to me, I'll be, I'll be listening, yeah
You gon' have to keep it a stack
Keep it a hundred
Keep it a million, whoa, yeah, uh, yeah-yeah
You gon' have to keep it a stack
Keep it a hundred
Keep it a million, whoa, yeah, yeah
Tell me what's on your mind
'Cause you're one of a kind
My friend, tell me what's going on
You can bottle up 'bout your pop
You can keep to yourself if that's how you rock
But if you wanna talk, eyy
You don't have to run or hide, oh, child, to do it alone
You can talk to me, to me, I'll be, I'll be listening, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Williams, Jabulane Lephoma, Nyota Parker, Tumi Matlala, Unathi July
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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