Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Silver , by - JL. Song from the album The Devil Hates Sundays, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 24.09.2020
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Silver |
| Wear my heart on my sleeve |
| You can make an assumption |
| Is it hard to believe? |
| We came from nothing |
| Wasn’t born with a silver spoon |
| Any way you put it |
| Werewolves hollar at the moon |
| Love is a silver bullet |
| Silver lining |
| A silver dollar’s still a dollar |
| It’s a silver dollar city |
| I’m AG like silver |
| Do you feel me? |
| When I was young, got on my knees on the side of my bed |
| Talking to God, I was praying 'bout everything I wanted |
| As I got older, was forgiveness for something I did |
| Then I realized that I was in over my head |
| Told my homie that «It is feelin' harder than usual» |
| My nigga said «You don’t wanna make this shit harder do you?» |
| My brother said to me «I just wish that my daughter knew you» |
| Voices in my head rationalize all the juju |
| Wear my heart on my sleeve |
| You can make an assumption |
| Is it hard to believe? |
| We came from nothing |
| Wasn’t born with a silver spoon |
| Any way you put it |
| Werewolves hollar at the moon |
| Love is a silver bullet |
| Silver lining |
| A silver dollar’s still a dollar |
| It’s a silver dollar city |
| I’m AG like silver |
| Do you feel me? |
| I pull the energy from both sides |
| It’s heavy but I’m ready, it ain’t nothing you can tell me |
| You can see it when I’m looking into your eyes |
| I am not accepting less of what I’ve been expecting |
| This a blessing, looking back at it was so wise |
| To get away and find what I was missing is a bitch in this position |
| But a nigga improvised |
| You ain’t gotta listen, it was written like this good |
| But I am no Nas, got a few stories like a low-rise |
| Still I pray God' give me more tries |
| They forgot who the hope was |
| Get stoned, break the law like I’m Moses |
| Why oppose us? |
| It’s the truth here |
| Hit a new tear, too rare |
| Man, the mood weird |
| Nigga flew spirit into new gears |
| Super, too clear |
| Medusa head when you do stare |
| Really who care? |
| Fix face on the Woo-weirdo |
| Cream-cash rule everything around me, bro |
| It is not my only motive, but about this dough |
| Had to knock that for the hurt that had to happen, so |
| Go to leave my heart on stages at a crowded show |
| Spazzing in the booth is what it’s padded for |
| It don’t matter the cost, as long as it’s not his soul |
| Grass gonna be green no matter what side it grow |
| Woah |