Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pages , by - SOL. Release date: 02.03.2015
Song language: English
Pages |
| I’m underrated, over-fated |
| Almost didn’t make it |
| Was a premature baby |
| So I’m lighting up that Vegas |
| 'Till they mic me up and play it |
| Instead of playing a part they gave me I’m re-writing all the pages what’s up |
| You can’t play me for much |
| I was raised on the drums |
| Blazing a blunt |
| I don’t need you like I need my songs |
| Not too famous not to take the bus |
| She gave me love said she need me but she made it up |
| At the club way too faded so I fix a dub |
| On my own writing songs like we breaking up |
| I don’t want (?) I just want to write sonnets for profit |
| Party with my people while still speaking on topics? |
| We need a moment of silence away from the violence |
| I’m talking turn off the TV let this song be your guidance |
| Roll up some paper, smoke up some knowledge |
| Keep turning them pages 'till they diplomas from college |
| I’m on a tour fan riding around Las Vegas, Nevada |
| Feel like I’m playing roulette |
| Slave to the dollar |
| (Ayy, ayy) |
| (Possession make you rich? I don’t have that type of riches |
| My riches is life. |
| Forever) |
| Watchu want from the bar? |
| Doing everything I can plus some for the bars |
| It’s not all for the bars, I do it all for my brothers |
| Take credit for nothing, I give it all to my mother |
| 'Cuz if I make a million I ain’t got not children |
| I’mma help my parents retire they both be chilling |
| And I ain’t got no job I get paid to make a killing |
| I just murder these raps murdered these cats |
| Call me zilla getting bigger every time I inhale |
| Break your hearts every time I exhale |
| I breathe for the music and the music alone |
| My only home is only songs because I’m used to the roll |
| If I ain’t got no ego, how am I gonna blow? |
| And I don’t do blows so I’mma just smoke |
| A couple ounces of weed |
| Only way I can cope |
| I guess I’m doing pretty good as far as geniuses go |
| Feel like I’m easy before. |
| People knew it was easy |
| I’ve been knowing where I’m going, I don’t need you to believe me |
| Music from the soul so I know you’re gonna feel me |
| You can’t stop my heart unless you’re ready to kill me |
| If you throw it away, then you know you got nothing |
| But if you take it all away, you might end up becoming |
| What you do with your life is whatever you like |
| But what you do with the hype, (?) |
| We all know we’re going to die, no one survives |
| We stay alive through the pages we write |