paroles de chanson PRIVATE LIFE - JT.

Because the past isn't violent
The past is sacred
It belongs to those of you who live in it
It's not for interlopers
For people who are just passing by, look in, and wish they were a part of it

Yeah my car don't drive the transmission fucked
And my laptop crashed like I found it in the junk
Skeletons in my closet, couple extra in the trunk
I can barely even write I've been sitting in a slump

You don't got to feel bad I can do that shit myself
You don't got to be mad, I can do that shit myself
You don't got to hate a track I can do it all myself
You don't even got to love me as if I ever gave a fuck

I'm like, whoa, as if I ever give a fuck
I'm like, whoa, as if I ever give a fuck
I'm like, whoa, as if I ever give a

I keep my private life private, there's a reason that it's called that
I give enough of my heart, I deserve to get it all back
I've been calling up the industry, deserve to get a callback
Everyone that make it probably hate it, is it all that

I sold single-digit tickets to a show outside the city
But for every other artist, it was close to probably fifty
If I ain't cut for this, how the fuck I'm paying rent
Cashing out, I got the envelope, a buck and fifty cents

I'm not sorry if I'm cocky, I can do it I was humbled
I guess I should switch it up, get the numbers if I'm humbled
It's easy hype it up, hard to back it with the numbers
Sometimes I think of quitting, but support come from my lover

I give a hundred of a hundred, but I get like twenty back
If you really would support me, you could share the fucking track
But if Drake was having problems, y'all would pat him on his back
I always did it for myself, so I don't need y'all for that

I'm like, whoa, as if I ever give a fuck
I'm like, whoa, as if I ever give a fuck
I'm like, whoa, as if I ever give a fuck
I'm like.

Slide up out the drank, got the water like a Baptist
You say you got them bitches, all them hoes must be an actress
I've been filling up a safe, spread the money on the mattress
I'm not even on the socials, you can't even check my status
Bitch

Welcome to the afterlife