Текст песни ALMOST - Michael Rafael feat. Mr.Francis

Yeah
Aye
Whoa
Hah
Aye
Aye Mr.Francis
Let me get a lil bit of ya help on this one
If you don't mind, please
I almost fucked it up

I almost lost you
Fuckin around
Doin my old set
That I knew fasho was wrong inside
I almost lost you
Fuckin round n doing the same ol set that I used to
In a new way
What a fool
I been at times
Thinkin it's by design
But what if I cannot rearrange this Mind
I almost fucked around and lost you
But I switched up
Yeah i Became aware
Made it clear
Living like lais·sez-faire
Excuse my French
But I cared to much, Need to live this life
No interference, I see it clearly
And at this point i might need therapy
She got a little to serious
Got a lil to curious
I was flirting on the DMs
I don't know what the fuck wrong wit me
I was being a stand up nigga fa like 4 years
Why now
Why I'm fucking up what I know heals
Got a feeling so real
That a movie couldn't capture those stills
This picture
No cap
This scripture
It's like 4 films In this bitch
If you listen close
Got sent 1
Now I'm fucking up wit a half Angel half centerfold
What the fuck
That Lil bit of luck that I had finna run out
If I don't boss up
Get ahold of myself
I need help, Ima let u know
I gotta problem & I've had it since high school, letting temptation win
Nah i ain't got the fight for it
Thinking wit the pipe
Thinking wit a night by night basis
Ain't a life
Yeah i tried it
Why stress
Need to try to silence
Nah maybe i should try less
Maybe i need guidance
I was already finding it
I was already invested
With u
With tha finer things
Couldn't fuck up what we had
No I'm not a pimp
So i told her what i did
Only messages
Never cheated
Never got it in

It was still fuckin around
I was doing my old
Mmm Mm M Mm

Met shorty back in 2016
We was working at the same spot
In the city
25th street
It was august
I had just seen
What the bliss means
Looking at ya eyes
No denying the pristine
The guy getting mesmerized
Had me listening
We was lighting fire
Outside wit the 6 gs
2 8ths
Now we got a fire lil history
Starring you and me
Getting chicken, got the rotisserie
Got the impression you wasn't into me
You was entertaining others
I was too initially
We was both on the same time
Wasn't looking for nothing serious
But we ended up lying
Chillin heyday
We knew what the vibes was
Couldn't fight it
Told myself that ima have be the finest
Version of me
Yeah Ain't finna be no lying
Yeah ain't finna be no writing
At no bitty on tha Ig
Turn a new one
It Happens to be a pot leaf
On god Ima be a better part of me
And i did fa like 4 years
That's why I'm all fucked up
Cause i know better
And I'm so selfish sometimes
I gotta find compromise
Before i compromise mine
God like "you see these signs, don't fuck around and get fined