Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song One More Minute, artist - Ekoh. Date of issue: 19.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
One More Minute |
| Most times I don’t really give myself credit |
| I built a lot for myself in this wild game |
| And when they said that I was never gonna make it, didn’t ever get discouraged |
| I just pushed it and I’m still playing |
| Like I don’t go home yet, ain’t no point when I’m there, I don’t get no rest |
| And I’ve been ready to die, like I don’t care what’s next |
| Motherfucker, you could take the stress |
| Fuck that |
| And everyone talking all kinds of mess until I bust back |
| I 'bout to be next on rotation, they talkin' puff pass |
| They been gettin' high on the shit that I spit so much that they calling it |
| drug rap, yeah |
| Elevated and I can’t come down |
| When I was younger, they would joke and say I can’t come 'round |
| Now when I step onto the stage, they pull their cameras out, like motherfucker, |
| who’s laughing now huh? |
| Giving it all I got and I’m feeling lately, I gotta be |
| On top of my fuckin' game to prove anybody who doubted me is wrong but they |
| been judging, acting like I’m not allowed to be myself and all who don’t |
| support that individuality |
| I’m balancing, the love and the limit of what I’m bound to be |
| I’m 'bout to be on top of the bottom so calling out to me |
| The boundaries I’m pushing more trying to be happy now I see |
| I focus on the ones who hate more than the ones who proud of me |
| Now they telling me I’m fucked up |
| Okay, tell me something that I don’t know |
| Ten months spent therapy searching, a couple thousand dollars later and I still |
| am feeling so low |
| So fuck that, I’ve been dancing on the edge, kid |
| Tell my girl that I’m back off the meds, yeah |
| And godspeed to anybody who want it with me when I turn to write to get my head |
| clear |
| This shit will kill you if you let it |
| But what’s one more minute, huh? |
| They gon' sit and watch you while you come undone |
| I’ve got no one left around to hold me up |
| So fuck what they said, you hating me now, just wait 'till I’m finished |
| Breakin' down, I’ll never make it out so what’s one more minute, huh? |
| And they gon' try their best to break in your soul |
| Fake the friendships take what they can get and they go |
| You’re on your own |
| If you’re thinking that the music is hard, just try putting on a smile while |
| you’re falling apart, yeah |
| And everybody that you know is acting two-faced |
| Showing love but they waiting for you to break down |
| Telling me that you hope I been doing great and it’s funny cuz back in the day |
| all y’all would hate, wow |
| It’s when you’re getting too close and your shit is too real, they gon' always |
| come around knockin' |
| I don’t need y’all to weigh on my soul |
| I ain’t answering the door or the phone, y’all can keep callin' |
| I’m feeling it grow and know it’s dangerous |
| I watch the follows and numbers and love multiply |
| And that’s a trade off for everything that I give cuz it’s really some days |
| when I start to miss my older life |
| Yeah, it’s real facts, and the career doing well, I just feel bad |
| Mental health going down the drain and I’m afraid I’m giving time that I know |
| I’ll never get back |
| And the money don’t fix it, great, but you can’t afford to know your limits |
| And every sign telling me I should stop, but, hey, I made it this far |
| What’s one more minute? |
| They gon' sit and watch you while you come undone |
| I’ve got no one left around to hold me up |
| So fuck what they said, you hating me now, just wait 'till I’m finished |
| Breakin' down, I’ll never make it out so what’s one more minute, huh? |