Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tell Me Today , by - Marlon Craft. Release date: 09.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Tell Me Today |
| This that findin' summer in the wintertime |
| This that mother callin' you for dinnertime |
| This that blowup argument in your apartment with your family that almost come |
| to blows but it finish fine |
| This that lotta shit was better in the simple times |
| But you came a long way to be this stressed |
| Hate to be depressed, love to be alive |
| I’m tryna put my old soul to rest and let the child grow |
| Slowed it down, it’s over now |
| The pain was then, the hope is now |
| The poster-child for growth and jokes about how folks' noses face the sky is |
| tasting my aromas now, homie |
| I never fit into the crowd, now they make crowds for me |
| If I get too cocky sprinkle lil doubt for me |
| But there’s a lotta weight in a single pound so if you come, don’t come around |
| phony |
| And I don’t got no time for tomorrow |
| Got no blindness to borrow, listen don’t you do no frontin' for me |
| Left the disguises and sorrow, fuck a prize or a follow |
| Listen, that ain’t a discussion to me |
| I think the bad kinda good too |
| Sometimes my sad is a good mood |
| But when I’m down, down, down |
| You the one I look to |
| So if you love me please tell me today, yeah |
| Don’t wait for the right time |
| I don’t know how long I can wait, yeah |
| Ain’t a lotta hearts like mine |
| So if you love me please tell me today, yeah |
| Don’t wait witcho bitchass |
| As temptations shallow, soliloquies deepen |
| And I’m finna be peakin' |
| You know, critically speakin' |
| And I vow to keep it cordial with the rappers that I burnt, that’s umbilically |
| speaking |
| They could all get cut though so I wouldn’t try yours cause we don’t all get |
| luck tho |
| Artilleries deepen but once it was just jaws get snuffed and ain’t no fair ones |
| in America anyway son, we all get fucked |
| If you lucky then it’s only your mind |
| Don’t get me wrong, the spoils is plentiful |
| But for oil and revenue, warriors and generals toil for men who do bidding for |
| men who do bidding for men who do sitting atop of these corporate investment |
| groups who love when you log in and believe everything that you read written |
| with misled pencils convention be accept degree credentials be how much |
| oppression we can sustain for gain |
| In the turmoil turn to empathy |
| But who am I? |
| I’m just lil' ol' rapper me |
| I was the young king of the «well, actually…» |
| Well actually, shit, still that is me |
| I had a head start so don’t you feel bad for me |
| Depressed long before 18 so what am I to do now that sad’s gone mainstream? |
| I guess that I’ll just mac wit a brew and let the sun hit my face through the |
| glass in my room |
| And I don’t got no time for tomorrow |
| Got no blindness to borrow, listen don’t you do no frontin' for me |
| Left the disguises and sorrow, fuck a prize or a follow |
| Listen, that ain’t a discussion to me |
| I think the bad kinda good too |
| Sometimes my sad is a good mood |
| But when I’m down, down, down |
| You the one I look to |
| So if you love me please tell me today, yeah |
| Don’t wait for the right time |
| I don’t know how long I can wait, yeah |
| Ain’t a lotta hearts like mine |
| So if you love me please tell me today, yeah |