Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A.P.I.D.T.A., artist - Jay Electronica. Album song A Written Testimony, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 12.03.2020
Record label: Roc Nation
Song language: English
A.P.I.D.T.A. |
| This type beat might be for the shit, though |
| They doin' all kind of shit, uh |
| Uh |
| I got numbers in my phone that’ll never ring again |
| 'Cause Allah done sent them home, and they’ll never— uh |
| I got— I got numbers on my phone that’ll never ring again |
| 'Cause Allah done called them home, so until we sing again |
| I got texts in my phone that’ll never ping again |
| I screenshot 'em so I got 'em, I don’t want this thing to— |
| I got numbers in my phone that’ll never ring again |
| I got, I got, I got |
| I got numbers in my phone that’ll never ring again |
| 'Cause Allah done called 'em home, so until we sing again |
| I got texts on my phone that’ll never ping again |
| I screenshot 'em so I got 'em, I don’t want this thing to end |
| I got numbers on my phone that’ll never ring again |
| 'Cause Allah done called them home, so we never sing again |
| I got texts on my phone that’ll never ping again |
| I screenshot 'em so I got 'em, I don’t want this thing to— |
| Sleep well, sleep well |
| Lately I haven’t been sleeping well, sleeping well |
| Sleep well, sleep well |
| Lately I haven’t been sleeping well, sleeping well |
| Sleep well, sleep well |
| Lately I haven’t been sleeping well, I been— uh |
| I’m just vibing out right now, you know what I’m sayin', like, you feel me? |
| Yo, 'cause it’s— it’s so good, right? |
| 'Cause it’s like, man, it’s needed, you know what I mean? |
| Gotta finish them scriptures, mane |
| It’s needed, mane, it’s needed |
| Eyes fiery, cry tears to my diary |
| Sometimes a Xanny bar can’t help you fight back the anxiety |
| I go to my Lord quietly, teardrops on our faces |
| Teardrops on my face, it’s like teardrops become waterfalls by the time they |
| reach my laces |
| My eyelids is like levees but my tear ducts is like glaciers |
| As I contemplate creation, the salt that heals my wounds pour out my eyes just |
| like libations |
| I can’t stop my mind from racing, I got numbers on my phone |
| Pictures on my phone |
| The day my mama died, I scrolled her texts all day long |
| The physical returns but the connection still stay strong |
| Now I understand why you used to cry sometimes we ride down Claybourne |
| You just missed your— You just missed your mama |
| Now I just miss my mamas |
| The clothes we wear to bed at night to sleep is just pajamas |
| The flesh we roam this earth in is a blessing, not a promise |
| I bow with those who bow to the creator and pay homage |
| Sleep well |
| Lately, I haven’t been sleepin' well |
| I even hit the beach to soak my feet and skip some seashells |
| Sleep well |
| The lump inside my throat sometimes just towers like the Eiffel |
| Sometimes I wonder do the trees get sad when they see leaves fell |
| Sleep well |
| The last time that I kissed you, you felt cold but you looked peaceful |
| I read our message thread when I get low and need a refill |
| Sleep well |
| Sleep well, sleep well |
| Lately, I haven’t been sleeping well, sleeping well |
| I got numbers in my phone that’ll never ring again |
| 'Cause Allah done called them home, so until we sing again |
| I got texts on my phone that’ll never ping again |
| I screenshot 'em so I got 'em, I don’t want this thing to end |
| I got numbers on my phone that’ll never ring again |
| 'Cause Allah done called them home, so we never sing again |
| I got texts on my phone that’ll never ping again |
| I screenshot 'em so I got 'em, I don’t want this thing to— |