Текст песни From Russia With Love - Lit Man T

It's okay if you feel lonely
Time ticking away real phoney
No talking I'm way too cozy
And I've found my place you homie
Cause I play to save like goalies
I'll stay just the way you've know me
Turn into the same old story
I'm burning the page no worries

Hearing Rick Astley in the first chords, smoking like I rolled y'all
Hear the beat lasting in the floor boards, Edgar Allan Poe'd y'all
Took a while to get back to it, not fronting like I told y'all
Busy with education and music, but still got time to hold y'all

Catch me on my worst days, hair like a troll doll
They'll see the best of me, sprouting up after the rain
I think I am not okay, I need asylum I'm insane
Fillin' my brain with pain it's plain it's my own fault but then again

Thoughts hostile residents, and it's evident that they here to stay
Eviction notices like posters covering the door
Solemn promises, the problems the go take over my core
But I'm about to kick 'em out just like them curses that I swore, fuck

It's okay if you feel lonely
Time ticking away real phoney
No talking I'm way too cozy
And I've found my place you homie
Cause I play to save like goalies
I'll stay just the way you've know me
Turn into the same old story
I'm burning the page no worries

Yeah I write another chapter ready laid
We keep it tight and interwoven like some hair up in a braid
Outta sight, and we groovy floating in like a parade
You can call me white, just not the North American shade

Cause I'm coming home to accents, both my parents backs bent
Tryin to pay the rent and doing everything they can to make it happen
Started in apartments, same old Russian carpets
Fuck the fame, I'll burn my name into the rap game regardless

Guarantee I'll get the bag and pop some tags on grander garments
Follow all request with please, Lit Man TP still bring the Charmin
Hustle all these jobs got three, four if you countin' artist
Working till I die so if I go won't have to do it starvin'

It's okay if you feel lonely
Time ticking away real phoney
No talking I'm way too cozy
And I've found my place you homie
Cause I play to save like goalies
I'll stay just the way you've know me
Turn into the same old story
I'm burning the page no worries