paroles de chanson Not All is Fair - Silas Price

A lot has happened
Tell myself to talk about it
Talk about it? (oh no)
Barely even wanna write about it
Demons talking louder than my angels, that's why the weed be loud around me
Can't trust no one cause the last time someone had my back, I pulled a knife up out it
So nonchalant, I don't get hype about it
My true feelings, I just type around 'em
Spend most my time uplifting others
While my close ones just up and down me
I can see that you starting to doubt me
This here a circus but don't try to clown me
Still a king even without the crowning
Can't blame anyone except me cause I was the one who allowed it
Tried to keep they head above water while I was the one drowning
Me and you were so high up in the clouds but somehow you kept me grounded
Hate to say it, you better off without me
These moments I'm steady counting
It wasn't forever, but we can round it
Dreaming bout it when I'm back up in it
Took time off now I'm back to business
Used to wonder why they acting different
Plate full and little fed up but I'm used to seeing all these stack of dishes
I was in the hospital alone on bed rest writing down my last wishes
Typed and deleted that text to my ex, "Hey girl, I miss us" (girl, I miss us)

Lost my mentor all over some dumb shit
Hate how niggas pull the guns quick
Back in the day we used to run fist
Lately I been on numb shit
Had to slide on a nigga
Like a big booty hoe, had to ride on nigga
You don't wanna see me ever go to that side nigga
I lost everything, except my mind lil nigga
Shit take time, lil nigga
Damn, done made us a crime lil nigga
Cause I lost and fall,I mean I lost and all, I swear to god I really lost it all
Lost my girl, and my mom
Lost my car, and my phone
Lost my job, and my home
Cost all what I own
Lost my mind and my throne
Lost my pride, I'm gone
Got behind on the loans
See the signs that I'm wrong
All the times that I shown
Wondering why I feel alone
Sick and tired of all the hoes
Sick and tired of all the fake
Sick and tired of fake love from the bros
Sick and tired of being sick and tired
Sick and tired of shit moving so slow
Sick and tired of these snakes on the low
Wishing I never gave up control
To petty guys and they petty little roles
I don't have time for none the egos
Believe that mines a lot on its own
They picking sides, I get in my zone
Thinkin' What A Ride, its been so long
Know I gotta try, know I gotta be strong
These words hurt like sticks and stones
But gotta keep going and going and going
Been to war, nigga

With the government, and with the ops
With my mother and my pops
With my lover and my thoughts
With my brothers, and my laws
Can't believe a nigga loss
Can't believe I'm so lost
Can't believe this my fault
Best believe that in the end, nigga, that love & war is gone cost

All's not fair in Love & War