Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Holiday, artist - Lou The Human. Album song Painkiller Paradise, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Interscope
Song language: English
Holiday |
It would mean everything to me if we could take a holiday |
'Cause you and I bone tired every night isn’t my idea of play |
And even our smallest dream is getting lean |
Never sees the light of day |
So it would mean everything to me |
You can fight but you won’t always win |
Somehow life finds a way to beat ya |
But I’ll come join ya in the ring |
Guess it shows just how much I need ya (Yeah, look) |
Twin died and I was in the 6 |
I ain’t know him like that but still, shit |
Still, that’s ill shit |
Still, muhfuckas out here on that kill shit |
All this West Brighton verse the new shit, it ain’t new shit |
Dudes' crew switch and then lil' shit turn to funerals every fucking night |
R.I.P. |
to Young Money Mike |
Like fuck it, right? |
What the fuck is life? |
What’s the value of it? |
They don’t value nothing |
And my little cousin up in Castle Hill |
Pray for his ass 'cause that Ave is real |
And he wanna rap and be a savage still |
But what can I say to him? |
Them streets is raising him |
Hope it ain’t too late for him, Lord knows I pray for him |
Hope they don’t spray at him on some jealous shit |
Ain’t a good example, I been selling shit, but I gotta eat |
I gotta hella shit up on my plate so please don’t play with me |
Been on edge lately, shit ain’t a game to me, real talk |
Hungry, tryna figure out what a mill' cost |
Everybody lookin' up to me |
I gotta fuckin' lead and I’m still lost |
Shit is ill dawg, I mean I feel wrong |
Career poppin' off but my lil' dawgs |
Still trappin' shit to make ends meet |
Too much pride, they don’t end beefs |
Too much highs, they don’t think straight |
Too much times so they think weight the only way out |
Fuck the money and the fame now |
Just know I stayed down, yeah |
You can fight but you won’t always win (Always, always win, yeah) |
Somehow life finds a way to beat ya (A way to beat you, yeah, yeah) |
But I’ll come join ya in the ring |
Guess it shows just how much I need ya (How much I need you, I need you now, |
yeah) |
Yeah, and things ain’t the same at home |
Used to get ignored, now I’m hated on |
Still I’m miss the hood that made me jaded |
Every time I left that door, pray I made it home |
Girls is under me that used to overlook ‘em |
So I’m colder now, still I’m always cookin' |
She said, «That's why you lose people», guess that’s karma lookin' |
Must’ve lost my heart but I won’t bother lookin' |
Fuck it, I don’t need it |
When I had the shit, was always fuckin' bleeding |
When all I had was a sack of herb and a knack for words |
They couldn’t fuckin' read him |
Now they want a page in my chapter but they stay scripted |
Shit, this ain’t fiction, so I’m driving high as fuck, lane switchin' |
Tryna feel something but it stay missin', damn |
Shit is different for real, got me contemplating lifting the seal |
A couple homies got addicted to pills and now we barely talk |
When I see 'em, I get chills, swear to God, shit is surreal |
Used to say all we need piff and a mill' |
And I’m tryna quit, smokin' withdrawal is real |
Can’t imagine something harder, all these fucking problems |
Rest in my head, can’t rest in my bed |
Wrestle myself, I’m a mess in the flesh, yeah |
Still, I’m the best in the West, no, the best in the world |
Bitch, I’ll rest when I’m dead |
Told my dad I would go get this shit for us |
The day that he died, man, I made that a promise, yeah |
And I hate being dishonest |
Know he lookin' down on me and see that I’m on it but still |
You can fight but you won’t always win (Always, always win, yeah) |
Somehow life finds a way to beat ya (A way to beat you, yeah, yeah) |
But I’ll come join ya in the ring |
Guess it shows just how much I need ya (How much I need you, I need you now, |
yeah) |
There are days I would pay anything just to leave it all behind |
There are times I can’t find any light to get me through the daily grind |
I know you feel it too, seen just how long it takes you to unwind |
So it would mean everything to me |
It would mean everything to me if we could take a holiday |
'Cause you and I bone tired every night isn’t my idea of play |
And even our smallest dream is getting lean |
Never sees the light of day |
So it would mean everything to me |