Medhane - 555 lyrics

Ay, ayy yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah uh

We gotta talk it out i been through it all
I had to walk the miles
Knuckles hit the wall, I know I lost it now
I really walked the route
All I found in my work
Wrote the future in the old verse
Pathways lead to past pain
Fill my book up till the last page
Playing bad games give you lacked faith
Shit great, i was up for three but it
Felt more like six days
Big flame on the torch I keep
Karma 'cross my street, angst is underneath
Write it down, I'm sharing some of me
I know what I need, blossomed from a seed
Sun in reach, honey in my tea
Bitter flavours, sit at homе stoned
No neighbors
Need you, but know I will not chase you
Feel likе Reggie Miller on
The Pacers, sharp shot, no lasers
Cut you close like shape ups
Told the barber "No razor", can't fade us
Knotty roots I'm tryna braid up
Glad my momma never gave up
Still remember where we came from
Cold water in the glass
Paying rent, I need another bag
Cop my brother pack 'cause he doesn't tax
Ugh, Remember on the tracks
Tryna piece it back together cut me deep
You couldn't see the gash
Guess I needed that for the growth
Cold in London
Know I should've brought a coat like
I didn't know it was frigid cooked the meal
Ate the plate and I did the dishes
Cut my brodie
Yeah you know they had to give him stitches
Whole time we was really
Doing what they didn't
Truer living, key in the ignition, drifting
With this bad vision
Uh, cash coming with the quickness
Uh, niggas slipping bitches