Текст песни David Stern - Miloh

Please don't call me out my name unless you tryna take it there
Things will never be the same, what the fuck was last year
Said therapy would change me, I'm right back here
If I ever got complacent, I hope you let me hear it

Know what forget it
That don't sound too realistic
I watched Trump trick the Christians

We would fuck through the tension but socially distant
And I would rush out your crib when
I would rush out your crib when your dad came to get you
You in love with your crystals
Throwing subs on the net you in love with your issues
You in love with your issues, in love with your issues

You went searching for a rush that a nigga wouldn't give you
Since I've been working on my mental
I see that people only want you where they met you

I see the devil inside of a Netflix special
But I could never get ahead of it, pot to a kettle
I don't feel too out my element
Went pop from a cappella
Some my exes wanted severance, I blamed TikTok
Now I feel like David Letterman, it's no reason to stop
Brought the Bleaks out in CT, now we the New Kids On The Block

Thought I was falling short in everybody's eyes
And half the things I done I really did them for the towns
My niggas used to ask me why I'm chilling on that side
That's when I told them even Jesus brought Judas to link the guys

Since I was a jit, they said that nigga really going places
I talk my shit, I got a rocky way of conversating
Some days it's hard to make a song cuz it feel formulaic
When I'm talking to the guys, I say we all could make it
I think they wrote me off too fast but they don't wanna say it
Rap niggas hate rap, they want it automated
To me it's all nasty and coordinated
But you just asked me how I'm doing lately