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qualls – worries interlude كلمات اغاني

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[chorus]
maybe i won’t make it
tell me i’m your favorite
maybe i been chasing
just another day shift
i’m running out of patience
looking for a way in
i’m running out of pavement
trying to make a statement
i’m losing sight of basics
i’m way too busy aching
so i don’t need the fakin’
i hope it ain’t contagious, cause
maybe i won’t make it
tell me i’m your favorite
maybe i been chasing
just another day shift
i’m running out of patience
looking for a way in
i’m running out of pavement
trying to make a statement
i’m losing sight of basics
i’m way too busy aching
so i don’t need the fakin’

[verse 1]
skinny little n_gga with the polo
born sinner shuffle and i’m skating in a four door
still ain’t got my l’s yet
permit in the mail bet
nappy head intentions
but the grin’ll never tell that
addy to the crib
face down phone that’s how it is
then it’s rearrange a couple ribs
you know how we live
use it as a pill for the pain
hit the sank
then find another b_tch to link
it go

[chorus]
maybe i won’t make it
tell me i’m your favorite
maybe i been chasing
just another day shift
i’m running out of patience
looking for a way in
i’m running out of pavement
trying to make a statement
i’m losing sight of basics
i’m way too busy aching
so i don’t need the fakin’
hope it ain’t contagious, cause

[verse 2]
momma been tripping
we argue, i’m dipping
i’m fed up with mixing
these f_cking restrictions
with others depiction
of pot that i’m p_ssing
when really it’s pops that’s prescription
won’t listen, but lended what i thought was living
while back home it’s friction
as thick as them grits in the kitchen
i swallow
decision, decision

[verse 3]
don’t know my sis
mmm
it’s felt like 6
years do i even revisit that bridge
f_ck is we kids
guess silence is bliss
and i don’t even trip
sense of regret never slip from these lips
wish that this wasn’t the gist
not a miss
or no pics, reminisce
only come from the bottle i sip

[verse 4]
pray that it’s not too late
the love of the paper chase
i fear for my brothers sake
quick money, more grams, and a hand that’s then learned just to gravitate
towards rags, and a race with the pistol draped
imitate these street n_ggas and call it fate
penetrate a f_ck n_gga, the after taste
is no worry, i bury knees nightly to pray for your better place

[verse 5]
ain’t got no father
i flex and i swear that it really don’t bother a n_gga
but f_ck it i’ll get it regardless
and wonder why i move like, n_gga that’s heartless
the covers excuses like sh_t i’m an artist
so double the roster with shorty’s i’ll never hit back
to the sparking when really deep down know i’m
starving for that thing that n_ggas call love
wait

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