Lullaby - Belly
Written by：A. Balshe/M. Samuels/K. Lewis/B. Kolatalo/B. Kruger
Every time I die a little more inside
1da told me to speak on it
I'mma speak on it f**k it
Mumble rap man
Mumble rap right
That's what we doin'
Yeah
Alright
Wonder if God heard me pray when I was trying to repent
If he didn't I know he heard my mother cry over rent
Then you wonder why the mood inside this room is so tense
No offense but I don't really got nowhere to go vent
Oh yeah success is like a ** and I been high on the scent
Feel like I wasted all the money and the time that I spent
Maybe the tears inside my eyes had me blind with revenge
I told her even if we crash I'mma ride till the end
There I go lying again
Don't know why I pretend
Hold up
Let me try this again
Lord you know I never open up
Abusing **s never thinking I was d**e enough
She's over me when I'm the one that she's supposed to love
At least my heart broke enough for the both of us
They told me play your part
Boy we different you smart
Let her lay in your bed don't ever let a b**ch in your heart
Still around the same ones that I was with from the start
Though the distance got us drifting apart
Felt betrayed
Swear to God till this day man this sh*t hit my heart
Wanted to shine so bad that I got left in the dark
Still love you
Can't help but see that kid in the park
Runnin' 'round the town looking for some sh*t we can start
Any issues I was right there with it
I bought my dream house but I been having nightmares in it
The game ugly
Just tell me why you can't love me
Or why the f**k you're ashamed of me
You can't judge me
That's why I stay numb
And the smartest thing I ever did was play dumb
Staying up nights till my day comes
Old memories had me wishin' that we stayed young
I'm a mess thinkin' less so I'm saying more
I talk to God about you so I'm praying more
That's why I smoke a hundred blunts straight
Pops left moms cried for a month straight
Used to cry too but I would never show her
Superwoman feel blessed if you ever know her
Look at all this sh*t that we made it through
They bugged the house and they raid it too
If that ain't ironic I'm a crazy fool
Play it cool baby play it cool
They don't acknowledge my accomplishments
My opp was just a optimist
I'm copping sh*t but still I'm not convinced that this is opulence
I can probably f**k Pocahontas right out her Moccasins
Killing everything that I'm authoring like the offering
Ten stitches with my limbs twitching
You ever went through withdrawals till ya skin itches
Huh
Screaming f**k what you think
Tears falling while I write it down smudging the ink
Please pour out a couple of drinks
Sometimes I wish that I was up there with Chinx
You wouldn't even care if I ever died
So I wrote this for the tears that you'll never cry
Lullaby
