Lyrics

What do you keep from people you love From people you trust Shit even open books need to be shut What's in the dark what keeps you up I got some things in my closet that Marshall don't wanna clean up That ain't a bluff I been to hell I almost killed myself I almost heard the bells I almost saw the gates But waited cause I Ain't want momma Thinkin' that she failed It's a shame A Girl got me Feelin that way But I know that I'll never change I love my fam, my friends, and wife That same type of way I guess it's my place To have a Heart this big I feel like atlas Got no room On my shoulders For the pain and malice Heavy is the crown That I'm sat with With the weight of the world On my soul I wanna pass it Tragedy when I turn on the TV I'm watchin true crime Cause real life Is feelin like it repeats It scares me It bores me Cause everyone ignorin The facts for the glory The racks for the gory The blood in the quarry No end to the story No light at the end Came up short Like I'm Tory Lanez I need Me More of em I got Summ' in store for em All this steam that I been blowin off Might drop a storm straight from the Heart this big I feel like atlas Got no room On my shoulders For the pain and malice Heavy is the crown That I'm sat with With the weight of the world On my soul I wanna pass it
Writer(s): Jan Santos Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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