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brayell - august كلمات الأغنية

[hook]:
i look up at the rain it be falling
i’ve been falling for it all the time
i’m stuck inside, i ain’t seen august
cause i know the days can get so cold i hope

[verse 1]:
i hope this pinot keep me feeling alright
i hope my momma beats the chemo, i believe in her fight
i hope my demons leave, but i don’t see them leaving my sight
cause evil creeping in like thieves in the night, it won’t leave me alone
ugh, but my pen’ll never be not sick
bet, the deadliest weapon and every melody god sent
jealousy’s toxic, tell these heffers better be cautious
let my legacy spread when i’m left for dead in a coffin, please
i been trynna rid of negative energy by repressing these memories
the present tense is a ponzi scheme
wanna invest without ever stressin the cost i need
at least a 3 car garage and a feast for my entourage
on the clock, i’ve been hustling trynna make something outta it
i’m stocked on these uppers i might take one i’m out of it
bombaclot, buddy buddy but, but i bet you be counterfeit
bunch of shot mothaf-ckas that be telling me how to live

[hook]:
i look up at the rain it be falling
i’ve been falling for it all the time
i’m stuck inside, i ain’t seen august
cause i know the days can get so cold i hope
the sun comes up in the morning time
in the morning time
i just hope the sun comes up in the morning time
in the morning time

[verse 2]:
back in the dungeon making tracks in abundance
i been working on these raps and these master productions
the attacks from past companions are am-ssing to nothing
yea, but now i’m feelin bad they were trusted, so it’s redundant saying
fake friends, fake friends, fake friends
i might cut ’em off but i need to hate them, no
they hate the lost dollars they spend
i’m a shot caller til the game ends, i’m a boss -ss n-gga
but my issue is i get too attached
yea, and then i get offended by how bitter they act
then i remember it’s because they’re envious where we at
and my success reminds them of the many visions they lack
still i’m broke, i got a 9-5 i might survive until my next show
i’m 21, i know my time is prime for building my throne
slippin a pill in my throat, illest of feelings evoked
willing to cope until i’m dealing with the sh-t on my own

- brayell

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