Lyrics Mon Amie - Junior Charles

They don't wanna leave
They just wanna be
Everything they see
Mon amie
You gotta believe
Everything you see
Ain't what it seems
Mon Amie
Swear that they winning but taking a L
Lord have mercy they're entering Hell
They don't wanna leave
They just wanna be
Everything they see
Mon amie
You gotta believe
Everything you see
Ain't what it seems
Mon Amie
Swear that they winning but taking a L
Lord have mercy they're entering Hell

Camera lights flashing
Street lights and time passing
No beliefs of the Saxons
But believes in Saks Fifth
No relief while masking
Those inner-demons you battling
Them associates that you coping with
Seems to open up to them opiates
With a grandiose lifestyle
Find yourself in a night prowl
In the garden of Eden
You in a yard full of Heathens
No sign of a god
Like a glass-less synagogue
Imperative dialogue
Is perceived as a monologue
As they look to IG
Models and hustlers, see them as the mentors
Money and power gon' slide in like Dementors
Nigga that's wraith talk
They'll blow ya face off
If they feel like you may talk
Boy it ain't they fault
Poppin' pills, poppin' bottles
Same thing to rockin' models
On the table rocks and hallows
I might not see tomorrow
On the wrist, audemaurs
I might risk all the wars
I hear voices from the walls
They sold they soul
They pour out more
So

They don't wanna leave
They just wanna be
Everything they see
Mon amie
You gotta believe
Everything you see
Ain't what it seems
Mon Amie
Swear that they winning but taking a L
Lord have mercy they're entering Hell
They don't wanna leave
They just wanna be
Everything they see
Mon amie
You gotta believe
Everything you see
Ain't what it seems
Mon Amie
Swear that they winning but taking a L
Lord have mercy they're entering Hell

When time comes for me to sleep
I depend on promethazine
Weed, drop a pill, nose dripping keep it clean
I pray to the Lord my soul to keep, oh
I know you stressed
Life wasn't easy you tryin' your best
PTSD from things that you've seen
That cough syrup ain't good for your chest
What's in your heart? What's in your soul?
Dirty wounds where the toxins grow
Alcohol clean it pure as snow
Can't blame you I just pray that you know
That you could lie to yourself you can't lie to me
Time to be
Bigger than what you lie to be
Try to be cool fit in with ya friends
But you're a fool it's a dead end
But you're naive no
You won't believe till you see your
Death right before you
Or Jesus
I'm begging you please
Baby just leave
You say "nigga please" oh

They don't wanna leave
They just wanna be
Everything they see
Mon amie
You gotta believe
Everything you see
Ain't what it seems
Mon Amie
Swear that she winning but taking a L
Lawd have mercy they're entering Hell
They don't wanna leave
They just wanna be
Everything they see
Mon amie
You gotta believe
Everything you see
Ain't what it seems
Mon Amie
Swear that she winning but taking a L
Lawd have mercy they're entering Hell