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Stress Dreams Ft. Pierce Jordan of Soul Glo

by amitié

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You won't believe the stress dreams I've had about my gun
Pops peeped my piece and swiftly disowned me in one
I had to say in PA you can't own one and a med card
Just to wake to hear him say my priorities are were backwards
Christmas fucking eve we'd been there only three days
My anxiety was crazy for reasons I cannot say
So I think I'm slick with a blunt in the bath letting Kamasi play
Despite the shower and open window, the smell reached the hallways
Door knock, its my mom asking what is that smell
Night falls and my dad comes to me and I tell no punny shit I want no smoke I just live in hell
There's no lie in my eyes where my emotions are spelled
I said I'm sorry but fuck that I'd rather get caught with the pack
And he just wished I'd feel less like I need to watch my back
Goodnight, I let all that fly, and he says its alright?
Maybe this wisdom would inspire me not to want to fight
I didn't mention the calvert nigga who wants to punch out my lights
As far as I can see with him and me the status is on sight
He started off wanting to stab me and then we became friends
But I wont regret not having my shit cus now he hates me again
Seasons pass and branches grow
Providing slight cover
The past is the past
A present without its bow
The past is the past

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released July 31, 2022

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