Текст Skizzy Mars – Skiz Again
Текст:
Hey God, what’s poppin’? It’s Skiz again
You kept me alive through the wildest shit
The girls and the drugs, the low confidence
So I got no choice but to represent
Living life with no conscience, I lost my mind
But now I talk to you like all the time
On the real, God, you saved my life
Word to my higher power, this shit wasn’t no accident
Don’t count me out ’cause I’ve been practicing
Searching for the cure to inner problems with external things
When I told my family I relapsed, man, they couldn’t believe, sad
I lost girls, money through this disease
I tried to get out of my skin all cause I couldn’t be me
Skiz on the bill, I’m who they came to see
They get high but I took it to new degrees, yeah
Grew up thinking I had to be perfect
And when I failed that I wasn’t worth shit, damn
Ease up a bit, done a lot for 26
Acting out, cut the shit
Wife a chick (Love that chick)
I write this verse from raw emotions, genuine place
We hit emotional bottoms but the pendulum swings
And you gon’ be alright no matter what the future brings
I’ma be alright, I just gotta believe
Hey God, what’s poppin’? It’s Skiz again
You kept me alive through the wildest shit
The girls and the drugs, the low confidence
So I got no choice but to represent
I should have died like a couple times
But now I talk to you like all the time
On the real, God, you saved my life
Hey God, what’s poppin’? It’s Miles again
You were there like my shadow, you followed me
And you turned all them frowns back to smiles again
Word to Schwab, shout out Wade, all of my friends
I did some wrong, I understand, living a man
This is me, the real me, I’m tired of pretending
I’m off Twitter, IG, I’m tired of the trends
Catch me in NYC, I’m a star in my ends
Music went from a hobby to an occupation
They see domination, rarely see the complications
The implications of my actions got her losing patience
And everybody think it’s easy when you make it and you caking
But really you always terrified of fading away
I want a girl that loves Miles, not just Skiz
I want peace, I want love, one day, kids
Guess I’ll give it time and talk to my divine
Hey God, what’s poppin’? It’s Skiz again
You kept me alive through the wildest shit
The girls and the drugs, the low confidence
So I got no choice but to represent
I should have died like a couple times
Living life with no conscience, I lost my mind
But now I talk to you like all the time
On the real, God, you saved my life
