Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stay Safe, artist - Lou The Human.
Date of issue: 01.08.2019
Song language: English
Stay Safe |
Fiends at the door |
They all want more, yeah, yeah |
And I got the cure |
Na nana nana, yeah, yeah |
And all of the things I’ve seen |
And all of my friends turned fiends |
It’s all that I know (Yeah) |
It’s all that I know, yeah |
I tried everything I could |
There’s still this pain inside my heart that I don’t ever show |
Where I’m from we just roll it up, lately I been showing up |
Wasted to industry events, mobbin' but I’m still alone |
I think the road’s the only place that I feel at home |
Been ducking calls, gettin' tired of trusting y’all |
Lost a couple homies but honestly fuck 'em all |
'Cause if I wasn’t doing this shit you’d probably never call |
And the phone’d stop ringing if I ever do drop the ball, yeah |
I’m lion-hearted, the lighter they got the fire started |
Remember meetings, they told me I’d never find a market |
Like I was marketing somethin' |
Like I do this shit to find endorsements or a sponsor or somethin' |
Like I wasn’t turnin' down deals when they was offering money |
Like I wasn’t treatin' cars like my fuckin' apartment or somethin' |
I went to war for this moment, this shit is movin' now |
Damn, my life a movie now |
My plane ain’t even take off yet |
They tryna shoot me down, yeah |
Fiends at the door |
They all want more, yeah, yeah |
And I got the cure |
Na nana nana, yeah, yeah |
And all of the things I’ve seen |
And all of my friends turned fiends |
It’s all that I know |
It’s all that I know, yeah |
Couple thousand feet up |
Our promise was so distant now |
I go missing now |
Another time again |
You say, «Stay safe», but I can’t make promises |
You say, «Stay safe», but I can’t make promises (Yeah) |
No-oh-oh-oh-oh |
Fuck your lil' shots, dawg, you can save that |
Bullets couldn’t phase Rack |
I be tryna' quit but they tell me I might save rap, yeah |
But will rap save me? |
Can money change me? |
Phase me? |
When it’s all bright will the lights fade me? |
Yeah |
Broken heart, genius-minded, the new breed of Shaolin |
Think shit was simpler when the mission was just leave the island |
When my friends had new drugs and I would geek and try 'em |
Paranoid that West Brighton’ll be the streets I die in |
They all tell me that it’s love but now it feel different |
I’m not a meal ticket, I’m hungry, bitch I’m still itchin' |
And my last girl had my heart but she just let it bleed |
What’s worse is if I don’t hit you first, I bet we’d never speak, yeah |
I used to sell weed to inhale and eat, yeah |
Ducking cops, ducking opps, ducking felonies, yeah |
Ducking calls from muhfuckas tryna sell me dreams, yeah |
Sell me Percs, Xans, Addys, coke, sell me lean, yeah |
Now I’m addicted to the high I hope it never leaves, yeah |
Rolling memories, smoke 'em and forget a piece, yeah |
Half the island trappin' shit just to get us things |
The other half be ODin' off the heroin |
And I’m in the middle of the this, tryna' get poppin' off rap |
Where they be poppin' pistols and shit |
Always getting kicked out, ain’t really know where I was livin' and shit |
But fuck that, man, I was meant for this shit |
'Til my death, I’m gon' rep in this bitch |
In paradise alone stoned is what I have been on |
I been the future, I’m just hopin' my timin' is on |
Making decisions with my heart 'cause my mind has been gone |
Shit, sometimes I think my heart has a mind of it’s own, yeah |
Having a hard time finding a home |
But everywhere I go I been finding a clone, yeah |
Think I’m in love but the timing is wrong |
Found some bands, lost my mind, I don’t mind it at all |
Been home sick but it’s sick 'cause I don’t know where home is |
If home is where the heart is, I’m heartless so I guess I’m homeless |
Still I’m focused as ever, I can’t let 'em distract me |
My mind’s a loaded Beretta, I’m reloading forever |
A lot of shit be fuckin' with me I keep it inside |
Like how people switch up when you thought you was always down |
We grew up by the same street signs from where they be geekin to die |
Shots could just creep in your ride, homie, so keep this in mind |
That I ain’t in this for a check or the fame or the wealth |
This like the only thing that stop me from hangin' myself |
And I don’t even need a crew, I just hang with myself |
They ain’t want me to eat but I turn tables myself |
This is my life, bitch, ever single statement is real |
They told me this shit just a dream, now I’m makin' it real |
And I can’t front I been contemplating taking a pill |
'Cause Painkiller Paradise is what made me this ill |