SmooveDonn - you're not here. paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson you're not here. - SmooveDonn




Too many bodies dropped, not enough rest Heard the word death so much I went deaf
All the real ones that was doing right left us
I can't stop the thought of is it my time next
Same type of thinking got my mom stressed City been hot, last time I checked
I wake up every morning, thank God I'm blessed But I got a confession
I never really knew Michael Bright like that Before I came to Potomac, I hooped with him
And his best friend A random coincidence, Jaman be my witness
My first day of class, Mike was in my Spanish literature
I used to have to sit with him Good vibes followed up by laughs
Who'd have known that in three years your life would be caught up in the flash
From the barrel of that gun Nightmares for the ones who consider you like
Family I send prayers to your aunts and your uncles
Your cousins, your sisters and brothers Who miss you and love you
I'm sick to my stomach Remember you hit me to send motivation
When niggas was hating, you wished for my numbers To go up, told me I would blow up
Said that if I ever have a show, then you would show up
But this is where the show stops, Rest in peace, we forever money makin
I was working when I got a call from Miah She was asking if I heard about Kyle
I said nah, she said Kyle isn't here no more
I said huh, she said he isn't here no more Was trying to comprehend but couldn't hear
No more The news just blinded, my mind drew blank
As the room went silent This can't be life, me and dude was just vibing
And two weeks prior, you was in the photoshoot For my new album, I rushed home from work
Tears covered up my cheeks Went upstairs, seen my moms
And I crumbled to my knees And she held me so tight, asking what was up with me
And I started screaming out my brother Kyle is deceased
And he was just at the crib So the news also left my moms in disbelief
Feel this trauma on repeat Everybody checking on me, phone blowing up
They wanna know how Donaven gon' sleep So I cut my phone off
Mentally, I couldn't even answer those calls Seen the headlines posted on the gram, I'm so lost
We had so many memories in real life But barely any camera roll vlogs
Til' this day, I regret that Seen you in that casket, til' this day, I can't forget that
Seen your mama give that eulogy look depressed
Can tell she feeling pain, that some words can't express that
I just wanna thank you for the friend that you've been to me
When I showed sympathy, you replied with empathy Told me I was meant to be nobody else is big as me
And when I make it to the top, I better have your tickets free
And bro, you had my word Brother, you deserve to be with me backstage
You've been down since the dirt But if we're being honest, Kyle
I feel like my death coming next Having dreams that the reaper at my neck with a tech



Writer(s): Tony Reaves, Donaven Montgomery, Trevon Turner, Miah Duncan, Minister Farrakhan


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