paroles de chanson I Don't Miss It - TillaClay

I don't miss it
I was in my zone holding my defenses
At a certain point I felt defenseless
Now I'm in the third world
And I'm sippin on the terrace
They can't compare us
I'm built for being great
You just aim to go to Paris
I'll get there and you'll get here too
We taking different avenues
I'm selling out the venues
Wanna be the guy that they listen to
Start my first run like I'm Jordan back in '92
I ran away from home
Cause I didn't wanna face the truth
There was a point
Where I couldn't even look at you
Tripping about a curfew
I hated you

I don't miss it
All the constant back and forth
And the trippin
Trippin over things that I was given
Things that were good for me
Things that would help the story
Fighting with the fam
Cause my

I don't miss it
All the constant back and forth
And the trippin
Trippin over things that I was given
Things that were good for me
Things that would help the story
Fighting with my fam
Cause my heart was pouring

Toxic traits, I don't need
Leg go of my ego and I found my peace
Mad at myself, so I hated you
Thinking back on it
Those bitches weren't there for you
Do those girls really care for you?
Is the world really scared of you?
Is everything unfair to you?
I wasn't ready, I really didn't have a clue
That year of my life
Left me fucking bruised
Got me watching how I move
Slowly getting to how I used
I was still a youth
Perspective comes in twos
Like a pair of shoes
I don't need the drama
Or the fucking act
Learn to move passed it
So I don't react
Focused on my own craft
Gotta see for yourself, I know that
But I'll be here when you back

I don't miss it
All the constant back and forth
And the trippin
Trippin over things that I was given
Things that were good for me
Things that would help the story
Fighting with the fam
Cause my

I don't miss it
All the constant back and forth
And the trippin
Trippin over things that I was given
Things that were good for me
Things that would help the story
Fighting with the fam
Cause my heart was pouring

Try to act grown
Till I was really on my own
Try to push you away
Till I needed you to stay
Was tryna get around
Till I really hit the ground
I wasn't ready
That's all I had to say
I wasn't ready, no
I wasn't ready
Is all I had to say
Is all I had to

I don't miss it
All the constant back and forth
And the trippin
Trippin over things that I was given
Things that were good for me
Things that would help the story
Fighting with my fam
Cause my

I don't miss it
All the constant back and forth
And the trippin
Trippin over things that I was given
Things that were good for me
Things that would help the story
Fighting with my fam
Cause my heart was pouring