Текст песни Herald - Sister Bo Willbanks

Okay
I grew up on Herald
I left those streets in peril
I get depressed when they ain't impressed
When did I become so feral?
You won't catch me in your apparel
One more step you better be careful
Imma kill two birds with one shot
Bet you can call that double barrelled

Because I can't attest
Or be obsessed
I only think about those times you'd act a mess
You don't seem depressed
And you ain't the best at these games I play
You're like a guest
And it's funny how you act insightful
Oh my god that shits to die for
You should grow up and act less spiteful
You ain't like me you're just a trifle
Thats the truth that I envision
Ain't no way you're gonna listen
You've been running all your life and still can't find no shoes to fit in
That's simplistic, indifferent
That just ain't none of your business
You can practice all your shots
And I'll just watch the way you miss em

Yeah cause I've been ahead of the curve
Don't tell me i'm missing
If you pick a fight i'm gon finish it
Holding yourself to your lies
You think it's a test
I know you're upset i've been killing it
Keeping this shit to myself was the plan from the start
But it's started to drag on my diligence
Keeping us separates the way it should be
I don't fuck with the people who bag on their relevance

No, let it go
Keep 'em waiting for the show
Left alone, on your own
Boy that's just the way it goes
Set in stone, let em know
Leave the message at the tone
I kept you out of my life so I could find some room to grow
Some room to grow bitch
Need you to know this
It's just the way we tryna get you with the motion
Shit you must be joking
Creepin till we're broken
I grew up on herald and I left those streets awoken

I grew up on Herald
I left those streets in peril
I get depressed when they ain't impressed
When did I become so feral?
You won't catch me in your apparel
One more step you better be careful
Imma kill two birds with one shot bet you can call that double barrelled