French The Kid - Conversations lyrics
[French The Kid - Conversations lyrics]
Yo it's French, my darlin'
Welcome to this life of mine
Welcome to this life of crime
Welcome to this life I like to
Describe when I'm writing rhymes
And to be honest, bro
I get drunk just to past the time
Can't be off the fucking lie but
Some days I would rather die
I guess this music's working now
And shit it's really good
I wish my bro could see this shit
I think he really should
Ah well
I guess I'll stick to writing all this down
Stuck inside my brain, I hate this fame
At least it makes you proud
I've got supporters now
They tell me what they've been through
Yeah they tell me that
I've helped them through
The dark days when they can't move
They tell me, French, I wanna leave
I'm gonna end this shit
I'm inspired by your music but my
Brain is always spinning tricks
It's like a switch, my bro
I know you'll understand
Here's some pics of when I
Cut myself, French, please
You're the man
I don't have a plan but when
I listen to your songs
I relate to all that pain up in your voice
It makes me strong
Look, I got these voices in my
Head and shit they constantly debate
Why the fuck I'd even do this
'fore I'm bleeding and it's great
Ah shit, I guess I'm waffling again
But Frenchie, can you be my friend
You've seen the message I sent?
Like why the fuck you even airing me
I love all your tunes
Everyday I message you
Shit I got nothing to prove
Nothing to lose, fuck it
I can tell you don't care
Might just end it all right now
All this shit ain't fair
Yo, just heard your voice note
I appreciate it all
But I talk about you cut yourself, my bro
Shit ain't cool
If you feel that way inside
Then get outside and hit the mall
Or even group up with your friends and
Hit the field and kick the ball
I don't ever air your messages
I might not see them cuz
Now I see how much your fuck with me shit
I swear it's love
Keep your head up, look above
'cause the darkness never lasts
Always think about the future, bro
Don't ever hold the past
Welcome to this life of mine
Welcome to this life of crime
Welcome to this life I like to
Describe when I'm writing rhymes
And to be honest, bro
I get drunk just to past the time
Can't be off the fucking lie but
Some days I would rather die
I guess this music's working now
And shit it's really good
I wish my bro could see this shit
I think he really should
Ah well
I guess I'll stick to writing all this down
Stuck inside my brain, I hate this fame
At least it makes you proud
I've got supporters now
They tell me what they've been through
Yeah they tell me that
I've helped them through
The dark days when they can't move
They tell me, French, I wanna leave
I'm gonna end this shit
I'm inspired by your music but my
Brain is always spinning tricks
It's like a switch, my bro
I know you'll understand
Here's some pics of when I
Cut myself, French, please
You're the man
I don't have a plan but when
I listen to your songs
I relate to all that pain up in your voice
It makes me strong
Look, I got these voices in my
Head and shit they constantly debate
Why the fuck I'd even do this
'fore I'm bleeding and it's great
Ah shit, I guess I'm waffling again
But Frenchie, can you be my friend
You've seen the message I sent?
Like why the fuck you even airing me
I love all your tunes
Everyday I message you
Shit I got nothing to prove
Nothing to lose, fuck it
I can tell you don't care
Might just end it all right now
All this shit ain't fair
Yo, just heard your voice note
I appreciate it all
But I talk about you cut yourself, my bro
Shit ain't cool
If you feel that way inside
Then get outside and hit the mall
Or even group up with your friends and
Hit the field and kick the ball
I don't ever air your messages
I might not see them cuz
Now I see how much your fuck with me shit
I swear it's love
Keep your head up, look above
'cause the darkness never lasts
Always think about the future, bro
Don't ever hold the past