paroles de chanson Burn Bridges (with Lute, Cozz, REASON & Arin Ray) - REASON , Arin Ray , Dreamville , Cozz , Lute

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
If God is good all the time
Then why do I not have money all the time?
Why am I not paid with a beautiful Nubian queen all the time?
Why am I not in motherfucking designer?
Gucci, Louis, Prada all the motherfucking time?

Been in a panic since I lost my daddy
Searchin' for some understandin'
Life is what you make it, shit I take for granted
Harvestin' all these blessings from the seeds I planted
I'm just livin' life, takin' time
Hit the back roads doin' thirty-five
Told her that I never felt so alive
Feel like an OG, but I'm in my prime, woo
Show me my opponent, ain't no pressure, woo
Tell me who the fuck is on my level, woo
Took some time to realize what was special, woo
Show you how to do it with no effort, woo

I burn bridges, I confess
Gotta get it off my chest
Hard liquor for the stress
Still fuckin' with my head
I-I should probably say less
Think that'll be best
I burn bridges, I confess
Gotta get it off my chest
Hard liquor for the stress
Still fuckin' with my head
I-I should probably say less
Think that'll be best
Think that'll be best

Uh, yeah, stuck in between crazy and genius
In between lazy and bein' amazed that I'm breathin'
'Cause he is either overly worked or he overly thinkin'
Before I knew how to swim, I was thrown in the deep end
So it's no surprise that I could just look in your eyes
And tell I'm not one that you could compete with
Boy, I'm cut from a cloth that's thicker than carpet
Could probably find your type of cloth in anyone's closet
I could use this butter knife to slice your garments
Fuck it, at least it's clean 'cause mine got stains from that
Chip on my shoulder
You can be humble and still believe that you chosen
That's why when shawty left, I couldn't believe it was over
Can't believe she ain't believe the deceits that I sold her
Fuck it though, I gotta swallow the pain
And starve my ego 'cause that's minuscule
Overall, my family's blessed, dawg, we livin' cool

I burn bridges, I confess
Gotta get it off my chest
Hard liquor for the stress
Still fuckin' with my head
I-I should probably say less
Think that'll be best
I burn bridges, I confess
Gotta get it off my chest
Hard liquor for the stress
Still fuckin' with my head
I-I should probably say less
Think that'll be best
Think that'll be best

So, look, since a juvenile delinquent, we was taught to pump wallets
Niggas love commas, headed to the Trump Towers
Lil' Chris, he was a tucker, wouldn't dare to rush hours
Money gettin' rid of pain like Shaquille's sunflower
Or lips, slick talker, spit hawkin', Crip walkin'
Blood bangin', I was prideful, I was lyin', I was anxious
Twist fingers, that's what niggas do to fit in
That cool club, you need recommendation to get in
Auction for your life, how much you give to put your bid in?
All my ghetto traits gone and mostly get that from my father
Look, I get my stubborn from my mother, she be doin' the most
But I ain't sweatin' either side 'cause it's beauty in both
You see, the ghetto in me taught me how to hustle, play the scenic
Street smart, slick talkin', lil' hood and comedic
Everything I say, I mean it, that's my mama's stubbornness
That's the reason I keep dreamin', keep dreamin', keep dreamin', ayy
So I could spark a blunt if I want to (Alright)
And I pour up my cup if I want to (Alright)
It's her body, she can pull up if she want to (Alright)
And I get in them hoes like I want to (Ayy)
The hood, I'm only stuck if I want to (Alright)
So I could change my luck if I want to (If I want to)
You special, you could do anything you want to (You want to)
We too special, we can do anything we want to

I burn bridges, I confess
Gotta get it off my chest
Hard liquor for the stress
Still fuckin' with my head
I-I should probably say less
Think that'll be best
I burn bridges, I confess
Gotta get it off my chest
Hard liquor for the stress
Still fuckin' with my head
I-I should probably say less
Think that'll be best
Think that'll be best