Текст песни For You - J.SHEP

I write a song, I write a verse
To help you mentally converse
With yourself to understand the reason why you hurt
To understand the pain you don't deserve
So for you, I write a song, I write a verse
To help you wipe off all of your water works
To help you understand things could be worse
Now look at you with that little smurk
You make it work

You should smile more often
You beautiful, you breathtaking
I'm not just talking, these are words from my heart, to a friend
I never want you to speed forward to your end
Cause you got so much to live for in
This world we live in
I know right now you livid
But please just keep on living
I promise you everything gets better
You just keep spending
Them nights writing letters, to yourself
Mental note you should take
Know your worth
You the a whole cake, not just a slice
I'm sorry I'm barging in with my word of advice
This my way of letting you know, that your life
Is worth it
It's worth it all
To make yourself happy as you sprawl, and fall
Into the arms of your loved ones that were here after all
You've been through
I know you prolly like I don't even really know you
But if I didn't I wouldn't be writing this for you
And that's the truth
And that's the truth

I write a song, I write a verse
To help you mentally converse
With yourself to understand the reason why you hurt
To understand the pain you don't deserve
So for you, I write a song, I write a verse
To help you wipe off all of your water works
To help you understand things could be worse
Now look at you with that little smurk
You make it work

I write a song for you
You was gone too soon
You made me smile, even after a while, of your death
You brought tears to my eyes
Made me cry
Never thought I'd be alive for the day you die
Cause still till this day
Me and my mother's relationship lies, dead in a grave, along with you

And it's sad cause that's not just my view of it
You was the one that gave me confidence
You gave me reassurance
You let me know I was loved
You was the one looking above, my head
Making sure I was ight
I remember at night
I'd pray that you was alright, in that hospital bed
I used to want to spend-the-night there with you
Seeing how sick you was
I was wishing that it would just leave up out of you
But little did I know you had Sickle Cell
Turns out it run in the family
Man what the hell
Luckily I was born without the trait
But man I can only imagine how my grandma felt, not so great
Seeing you on that bed, sick as you lay
Still smiling throughout the day
Showing no signs of weakness
Aunti you was one of the strongest black women I knew
One of the few, people I ever held so close to my heart
You gave my talent a spark
So forever, you will be apart of me
No matter how far we are ya see, listen to me
Aunti, listen to me

I write a song, I write a verse
To help you mentally converse
With yourself to understand the reason why you hurt
To understand the pain you don't deserve
So for you, I write a song, I write a verse
To help you wipe off all of your water works
To help you understand things could be worse
Now look at you with that little smurk
You make it work

You make it work
You make it work
You make it work
You make it work
You make it work
You make it work
You make it work
You make it work
You make it work
You make it work
You make it work
You make it work
R.I.P Aunti
Lanasha, I love you