Skyzoo - Things I Should've Told My Friends lyrics

Things I should've told my friends
Though we all saw it and
Knew how this would end
Yet again, ending wasn't never understood
Word to killing everything we could
And pray we're good
Said things I should've told my friends
Though we all saw it and
Knew how this would end
Yet again, ending wasn't never understood
Word to killing everything we could
And pray we're good

In love with living like a song of mine
But know that living off the
Love is only borderline
And the lines left to get across to
Get you more could get you lost
So they said to bring a cross
Like they was talking lines
Mapping out the most heinous of a way in
And when you bottle your emotions
Like a weigh in and waving at the thought of
What they see in us, never really being us
Like we was saying
"Hi" when it was leaving us
The couple that believe in us is looking like
The pair that we can stand on
And standing on your word is all that's
Left to put your hands on
My hands was on the wheel but
We forgot to bring the cross
All the lines that they was talking 'bout
Was more than what we thought
Pray to God that he forgive us and
He fuck with us the long way
'Cause we just want the
Room screaming, "Stronjay, stronjay!"
Word to all the Jacquelines and
All that we've attracted and
The fear that forgiveness ain't the
Only thing that matters and
It turns into the

Things I should've told my friends
Though we all saw it and
Knew how this would end
Yet again, ending wasn't never understood
Word to killing everything we could
And pray we're good
Said things I should've told my friends
Though we all saw it and
Knew how this would end
Yet again, ending wasn't never understood
Word to killing everything we could
And pray we're good

Uh and I'm perceived as sort of making it
Toast to all the imagery and all
Of the mistakes in it
Seeing is believing 'til you
Seen reciprocating it
Taught to hold the mirror up and
Never look away from it
And given what it means and everything
That you can take from it
Holding out to try to find their place in it
And placing us with all the same models but
The motives got a way with us
Shame how they be lifting up away from us
And loyalty of standing with your day ones
Banners with your A1's
Nike gloves rolling hand in hand
With where you came from
Finger prints smeared, ambition in the air
Hands twitching and you drifting off
The rhythm of despair
'Cause we grew up the same but
I had a couple ringers
Like my pops ain't never leave and
My moms did every scene so the story we was
Shooting stayed similar indeed
But my ending might've shifted even
More than we perceived on a long list of

Things I should've told my friends
Though we all saw it and
Knew how this would end
Yet again, ending wasn't never understood
Word to killing everything we could
And pray we're good
Said things I should've told my friends
Though we all saw it and
Knew how this would end
Yet again, ending wasn't never understood
Word to killing everything we could
And pray we're good

The kid who moms had 2 jobs
While she was raising him
His pops got his hands dirty tryna
Make a way for them
Outside looking more alluring everyday to him
Swear to God all of this could've
Went either way with him
Right? 'Cause street dreams are made of these
Your heroes push Beamers, Rovers and AMGs
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a Ki
Everybody is looking for something
Street dreams are made of these
With shorties on their knees
For Louboutin's and Celine
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody is looking for something