paroles de chanson If Only - Nash

Mastered the art of being patient
Them losses had us faded
But never took me out my cadence
If you love him you can hate him
They tried to block my path and I just waited
Showing the Marlon's dad I made a way in

Raised by the bullies
Breaking down the grub and then you push it
Was young and committed to the juggin'
And my heart I put my foot in
Sometimes I ain't make it home for mommy's cookin'
All hustle no lux, that's why I put in

Look they say home is where the heart is
But since I left home from I've been heartless
And bridges burned 'cause I had to learn to use my heart less
And comfy in my darkness but striving just to make it as an artist
'Cause I been in situations we were targets

Them conversations with the caucus
'Cause I was never ruined but my dog is
Nigga raised the toast without the glasses
And have you body popping for a bird like Ody Marcus
Them friendships had to finish before they started, look

'Cause lately I been distant
She told me what it is and what it isn't
These niggas act like groupies, liqour vixens
I've been broken, had to fix it
I lost my nigga M's to the system
Everytime I see his daughter, man I miss him

Man in the hood, there was no Brightside
I made green drinks like I was trying to get my diet right
Them snakes usually sliver on your blind side
In hindsight, we desensitize to ouremotions
Was drowning in my thoughts, bruh I was soaking
Have my bros, man, fuck a homie

To the hustle I'm the patrol of like man's only
Surrounded by their love but still lonely
I pray to God if only
Niggas really love me and would mean it
They talkin' all this love but wouldn't bleed it
Nigga snaky bro I've, seen it

And girl I can't trust you, I got secrets
Them secrets that can land me in the precinct
Really done it, I don't speak it
My young and reckless but a genius
You wane his big home if you can't teach him

I show them how the street is
The bitches and the leeches
Focus on your grind, don't sit around with your weed lists
Said I got you and I mean it
I'm working on my angle 'cause that's my weakness
I used to love cars but now we leaned sips
It's made him so deceiving

I'd give him all my trust and he just breach it
Can hear in my voice I lost my credence
I ain't perfect, I ain't preaching
You make me a promise you better keep it
If you can't keep your word then we can't reason

Being family won't exempt you
I've been plottin', making chess moves
I've walk in places death looms
Had to keep him on my bedroom
And you starve me when I fed you
And Nipsy said the game is gonna test you
It was a lie that's why I'm quiet about my next moves
I'm gone