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Last Flight Home Lyrics - Artist : Silas
Yeah, yeah
Thinkin' bout the summers that had just passed Was working 6 years for somethin' that ain't last And that flight home had me thinking, shit... Like did I jump the plank? Or just abandon ship? Or do God have this written out like manuscripts Felt heavy in the wrong, thoughts driven in a song Like why the fuck he got a deal? When I'm the one that's hunting and he's looking like the veal This ain't a piece of cake picture standing in my place You thinking that you knew me all you did was give a plate I'm calling out bullshit and throwing down my ace Was driving down Goshen figured my ass wasn't safe They out here killing people everyday for couple dollars And you ain't claim your city, so I'll son you like a father Crazy how those tables turn Hope that y'all just live and learn I'll make my own destiny And swear my life would never burn And I, I just really wanna make it there The thoughts just gotta wait some years For you I'm gonna make it clear I, I just really gotta make it there, if you ain't ever knew me Don't be acting like you take it there, I! And I, I just really wanna make it there The thoughts just gotta wait some years For you I'm gonna make it clear I, I just really gotta make it there, if you ain't ever knew me Don't be acting like you take it there, I! This life just been feeling like it's a long task Like coming out a struggle of a dark past Could go deep in the story but it's off track So I'll just keep it simple and break off half People love assuming that you made Like I ain't grow up 'round no section 8 My mama was denied cause the credit wasn't straight And we ain't have no money so the streets my only place Not even from the hood, but I love it either way Learning from my uncle that everything round me fake Can't even talk to father, so why the fuck should I bother? I'm trynna make a family and gave my lady the promise These people only love you when you looking like a baller Seems my luck drew short, thinking 'bout the days When we puff Newport's Was sitting on a porch with only visions of allure... |
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