Marlon Craft - Tell Me Today lyrics

Yeah, this that findin' summer
In the wintertime
This that mother callin' you for dinnertime
This that blowup argument in your
Apartment with your family
That almost come to blows but it finish fine
This that lot of shit was
Better in the simple times
But you came a long way to be distressed
Hate to be depressed, love to be alive
I'm tryna put my old soul to
Rest and let the child grow
I know they slowed it down, it's over now
Yeah
The pain was then, the hope is now, yeah
The poster child for growth and
Jokes about how folks'
Noses face the sky is tasting my aromas now
Homie i never fit into the crowd
Now they make crowds for me
If I get too cocky
Sprinkle lil' doubt for me
But there's a lotta weight in a
Single pound so if you come
Don't come around phony

And I don't got no time for tomorrow
Got no blindness to borrow, listen
Don't you do no frontin' for me
Left the disguises and sorrow
Fuck a prize or a follow, listen
That ain't a discussion to me
I think the bad kind of good too
Sometimes my sad is a good mood
But when I'm down, down, down
You the one I look to
(So, if you love me please tell me today
Yeah) don't wait for the right time
(I don't know how long I can wait, yeah)
Ain't a lotta hearts like mine
(So, if you love me please tell me today
Yeah) yeah
Don't wait wit' your bitch ass

As temptations shallow, soliloquies deepen
And I'm finna be peakin'
You know, critically speakin'
And I vow to keep it cordial
With the rappers that I burnt
That's umbilically speaking
They could all get cut though
So I wouldn't try
Yours 'cause we don't all get luck though
Artilleries deepen but once it was
Just jaws get snuffed and ain't no fair ones
In America, anyway, son, we all get fucked
If you lucky, then it's only your mind
Don't get me wrong, the spoils is plentiful
But for oil and revenue
Warriors and generals
Toil for men who do bidding for
Men who do bidding for
Men who do sitting atop of
These corporate investment groups
Who love when you log
In and believe everything
That you read written with misled pencils
Convention be, accept degree credentials
Be how much oppression we
Can sustain for gain
In the turmoil turn to empathy
But who am I? I'm just lil' old rapper me
I was the young king of the "Well, actually"
Well, actually, shit, still that is me
I had a head start
So don't you feel bad for me
Depressed long before eighteen
So, what am I to do
Now that sad's gone mainstream?
I guess that I'll just mack wit'
A brew and let the
Sun hit my face through the glass in my room

And I don't got no time for tomorrow
Got no blindness to borrow, listen
Don't you do no frontin' for me
Left the disguises and sorrow
Fuck a prize or a follow, listen
That ain't a discussion to me
I think the bad kind of good too
Sometimes my sad is a good mood
But when I'm down, down, down
You the one I look to
(So, if you love me please tell me today
Yeah) don't wait for the right time
(I don't know how long I can wait, yeah)
Ain't a lotta hearts like mine
(So, if you love me please tell me today
Yeah) yeah