Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ephemeral, artist - Love-Sadkid. Album song Growth, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.04.2020
Record label: Benjamin McGibboney
Song language: English
Ephemeral |
Sitting back til I’m kicking the bucket |
Went through enough of this running |
Crawled through a lot of those trenches |
Still I can’t ever warm benches |
I been, slouching too much I still can’t ever take a break, it |
Was too long to get it started now I gotta hit those same steps |
Can’t just double backwards — relapse |
Change up the sound for these tracks |
Never forget where I’m at, never forget what it took |
Taking too long to get my mom a house I’m sick about it |
Bet I’ll get that deal and in a year they’ll never think about it |
Gone, bound to be famous, after I die they’ll see my light for ages |
Star since I was born my pops he prolly thinks I’m bound to make it |
Swear he’s been my number one fan and he’d write an affidavit |
Save if I forgot where I was from then he’d rescind the statement |
Gone is the vacancy that used to be so soul shaped |
Finally found my goal and got so lost in what the road paved |
State to state I’m tryna get my name lost in the ledgers |
Hitting ceiling after ceiling still I know I could do better |
This a story of one who still is growing way too fast |
To decide just who to be and still is confident they’ll last |
I don’t got no time for looking side to side or glancing at my past |
Gotta trail to blaze a pilgrim in my ways in every facet |
Still I’m chopping on these tracks, too caught up in what I’m rapping |
Hope, I don’t lose traction |
Feel it in my person every pound or inch or fraction |
If I want it like I need it then I really gotta have it |
I ain’t never gonna be a unlit match, or a candle with a wick |
I got too much on my back to ever worry bout the wind |
Never rushing it too much I hope I keep my wits about me |
I just wanna make my family wake up in the morning proudly |
Gone are the days where I wake up just to get to school |
Fiddling with my jacket hoping that I might be finished soon |
Scared I’ll burn too brightly too fast and just end up outta tune |
But honestly I hope that this music just ain’t ephemeral |
I just really need to pace myself |
Settle down for a bit and behave myself |
Don’t get lost again that stuff that makes me hate myself |
I just hope that I don’t ever try and erase myself, KiD |