Flashbacks (feat. Miguel & St. Beauty)

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Bad bitch, wild shit
 Just wake up and boom
 Just fucked up
 Aight
 Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
 Ayy, ooh, yeah
 Flashbacks to that laundromat with my momma
 I was young and wildin' out, unaware of incomin' karma
 They say the first child should pay for the sins of the father
 So I bought 'em out tomorrow and said, "Fuck it"
 Look, uh
 Tell Nick I'm sorry, I had to do what I couldn't take
 If I don't kill 'em, I'm sorry shawty, we ain't gon' make it
 Girl I done seen my lowest lows, I mean low as the basement
 Tryna reflect without usin' a mirror 'cause I'm too scared to face it
 What am I chasin'? And will it fulfil me once I catch it
 I need some straightforward answers 'cause I been livin' backwards
 Can't feel the pastor when he talk about upcomin' rapture
 Preachin' money's the root of all evil but ask for money after
 So comin' up we ain't have it to give but we still gave it
 The church was makin' a killin' of our lil' savings
 But you can't put a price on faith, that's how my momma phrased it
 But mom if this the house of the Lord
 Then how can we not appraise it?
 I was young and confused, with nothin' to lose
 Better to be human than God, word to Langston Hughes
 Ironic when your brain start the spark, they try and defuse
 But my nigga the only choice that we have in life is to choose
 So I'm choosin'
 I got a homegirl convinced that everything we see
 Is tricks and this life is just an illusion
 Some days I entertain it, I know that thinkin' is dangerous
 Just be feelin' like it's so much more, it's hard to explain it
 But I do believe in God in this, uh
 But I know the even when I'm strayin' far away from my path
 There's a reason, there you have it
 Word to my boy from TDE, that I met in them sessions
 This is the revenge of the dreamer
 I seen a rose grow from out of that concrete
 Yeah right there, up my block
 Right on the corner where DeVonte got shot
 And then it hit me
 One day eventually things'll change
 And maybe somethin' beautiful can rise
 And thrive from all that pain, so RIP
 I'm sure as a sigil
 That I believe
 It's hard to believe in anything
 With all that I've been through
 All that I've seen
 Can't just believe in anything
 Much to my surprise
 I'm old enough to know
 I can't do anything on my own
 So, I believe in God
 I've cried enough to know
 I'm trying every day to hold on (hold on)
 No one
 Ever gonna do it for you (quite like)
 Quite like you
 (Quite like) quite like you
 No one
 Ever gonna do it for you (quite like)
 Quite like you
 (Quite like) quite like you
 That's why it's hard to put my faith in anyone else
 So I don't put my faith in nobody else
 Though I know that we all need some help
 Me too
 Is any of that true, yeah
 Uh
 Ayy, uh, ayy
 I know I ain't been all that you expect from me (ayy)
 Still talkin' to God
 I been so lost, so low, I need you desperately
 Still talkin' to God
 I swear, I heard them say the truth will set you free
 Still talkin' to God
 If there's one thing I learned, I can't be nothin' else but me
 Still talkin' to (still talkin' to, still talkin' to)
 

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Duration
04:02
Key
8
Tempo
88 BPM

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