Medhane - ALFI lyrics
[Medhane - ALFI lyrics]
How you doing? How you doing? How you doing?
How you doing? How you doing? How you doing?
How you doing? How you doing? How you doing?
How you doing? How you doing? How you doing?
Same reply when niggas asking how I’m doing
Weed I’m using with this music
Keeping demons screaming muted
Find me booted in the khakis and that hoody
A monster when I’m blue as Tookie tell
Em point me to the cookies
They found me with my hands in the jar
Left my feelings at the door
With my manners and flaws
For a chance at it all
Or just a chance if that’s all
It ain’t enough space in this dorm
The days are taking too long
So these vices keep me company
On them lonely days my mommas
Words no longer comfort me
Hope these seeds I plant blossom
Into a money tree
Take a leap of faith but who
Gon' catch me when i’m plummeting? Nobody
Nobody nobody
No one
Oh what a good day to go fishing
And catch the sunset in the hills
And dream of my yesterdays and tomorrows
And hope that I’ll be grinning still
Feeling like I’m in too deep
Swimming till I hit the shore or
Till I’m down six feet
Mom I want to sing but
Money matters are restricting
That boy that wouldn’t listen is risking
His pot to piss in
Just so he can share his vision
And as the clock is ticking I
Can feel my patience thinning
A dove amongst all these pigeons
Still I’m shitting over heads right
After I take off
Heavy hearted just tryna get
Some this weight off take a day off
Send problems right up in the smoke
And i told my niggas I would
Find a better way to cope
Then copped an 8th of hope, thats life tho
Bleed onto the paper as I
Stumble across this tightrope
Dodging the breakdowns, kush
Nuggets, break down
I should take a break? How?
Bit the apple and broke my tooth
And though my words are slurring let
Em know i’m speaking truth
Oh what a good day to go fishing
And catch the sunset in the hills
And dream of my yesterdays and tomorrows
And hope that I’ll be grinning still
How you doing? How you doing? How you doing?
How you doing? How you doing? How you doing?
How you doing? How you doing? How you doing?
Same reply when niggas asking how I’m doing
Weed I’m using with this music
Keeping demons screaming muted
Find me booted in the khakis and that hoody
A monster when I’m blue as Tookie tell
Em point me to the cookies
They found me with my hands in the jar
Left my feelings at the door
With my manners and flaws
For a chance at it all
Or just a chance if that’s all
It ain’t enough space in this dorm
The days are taking too long
So these vices keep me company
On them lonely days my mommas
Words no longer comfort me
Hope these seeds I plant blossom
Into a money tree
Take a leap of faith but who
Gon' catch me when i’m plummeting? Nobody
Nobody nobody
No one
Oh what a good day to go fishing
And catch the sunset in the hills
And dream of my yesterdays and tomorrows
And hope that I’ll be grinning still
Feeling like I’m in too deep
Swimming till I hit the shore or
Till I’m down six feet
Mom I want to sing but
Money matters are restricting
That boy that wouldn’t listen is risking
His pot to piss in
Just so he can share his vision
And as the clock is ticking I
Can feel my patience thinning
A dove amongst all these pigeons
Still I’m shitting over heads right
After I take off
Heavy hearted just tryna get
Some this weight off take a day off
Send problems right up in the smoke
And i told my niggas I would
Find a better way to cope
Then copped an 8th of hope, thats life tho
Bleed onto the paper as I
Stumble across this tightrope
Dodging the breakdowns, kush
Nuggets, break down
I should take a break? How?
Bit the apple and broke my tooth
And though my words are slurring let
Em know i’m speaking truth
Oh what a good day to go fishing
And catch the sunset in the hills
And dream of my yesterdays and tomorrows
And hope that I’ll be grinning still