Текст песни October Rain - Trevond

Life going to better days
Can't let me down in anyway
All I got is me life a game
Colder than October rain
Self love yeah
I'm trying to change
I've been out here
Trying to get away
And lately I've been MIA
Trying just to find my own way

And I'm not talking about the Throne that OVO obtain
Writing is the only thing
To ever keep me sane
Jane for the pain
Mind run like train
Come take a trip
Through my mind like Frasier Crane
I can see change
Bubbling like cain
Name blowing up households Like a tank of propane
But I still see the younger me
Who was hungry back in the day
That's the name of the game
Now all I want is happiness
And money to gain
And when I do make it
I'll be critic acclaimed
There's a lot of people who don't Like their journeys to fame
Maybe they gash they wrists
Wanna sever them veins
And that used to be me
My mind told me them things
Emotions made me a slave
Depression never was tamed
Like I was held up in chains
I turned into something else
Like a game of charades
And at that point
I knew I had to upgrade
Looked in the mirror
And noticed that I was vacant
Be yourself
Don't get your identity taken
These are just a few thoughts That run through the brain
As I sit and I watch and gaze at October rain
This my life now
My team man
They like my family too
My team
Is all that I'd be talking to
Only pass that I talk about
Is just passing you
Only pass that you talk about
Is bills past due
People judged me because
I had a different view
Honeys hold the arm
Money never funny my dude
This is no get rich quick scheme Nigga I thought you knew
You're gonna fall through
With that attitude
And that mindset
And yeah I ain't made it yet
But I'm farther
Than half you niggas
Like I sped in a 20 Corvette
Sky the limit like a learjet
This lifestyle is breathtaking
Unless you disrespect it
Then it's life taking
Don't get sent for
Trying to be a boss in this
Be my own man
With my own plan
Down for this life
Till I'm an old man
Ink from the money
Be smeared in both hands
Gutterrose till I die
I'm still pushing the brand
Yeah
Focused on the money
Like playing casinos
And yes I have a humble ego
No interest in groupie hoes
With skimpy clothes
Because once you get the cash
They attracted to blood money Like mosquitoes
Dreams of residency in
Vegas and Reno
Make bank account large
With six zeros
With the crew in the heat like I'm Al Pacino
Money machine counting while The team sipping on pinot noir
Dark days behind us
Now we aiming far
Tunnel vision on the future man
Yeah I want it all
Never settle for less
I need life resolved
Like poker I'm all in man
I'll risk it all
Yeah

Life going to better days
Can't let me down in anyway
All I got is me life a game
Colder than October rain
Self love yeah
I'm trying to change
I've been out here
Trying to get away
And lately I've been MIA
Trying just to find my own way

Look they say the rap game
Kind of like the crack game
Eradicating competition
Make them dash like Dame
Focused on clocking dollars
And making all these bitches Holler
But what happens when a beef
Puts you in a funeral parlor
It ain't worth it
And if we do beef
I try to squash it quick
Let's be honest none of us John Wick
And I'll be damned
If I ever beef over a bitch
These hoes ain't loyal
So why are you going to trip
We need to get a grip
And find what's important
You can't go back and fix things When your life shortened
I pray that my unborn kids
Don't get orphaned
From bad mistakes that
I've made
They really can't afford it
This world gonna be tough on Them
And they already black so the World will hate on them
As the racism resurgence
Starting to worsen
Can they make it in this world
God I need to be certain
I want to give them a different World and a better version
Please forgive the imagery
In the second verse
Even though I'm mixed
It's a gift and a curse
Sometimes I feel blessed
I love being diverse
Or I feel the pain
Of a ghetto child
Like they don't see my worth
Not every black person
Want to be stealing a purse
No person wants to die
After 18 years of they birth
Don't want to coexist with Crooked cops and it hurts
Don't want to be the next
To see my kids in a hearse
Open caskets
Heart filled with ache
And a bunch of hate
Nightmares creeping up on me
Screaming up late
Riding in the back
Hearts heavy to weigh
Think I want to get even Gripping this 38
Yeah that's how it go
But the pain will still grow
America still got problems
Man it's starting to show
But regardless man
I'm still a gutter rose
And the fourth knows

God please
Don't let me down now