Lyn Charles - Silence lyrics

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[Hook]

Gotta go, gotta leave, sorry, sorry

Sorry, I gotta go

Don’t belong here, no more

I gotta go

I lost a lot for these dreams I’ve been dreaming

Talking with the devil, having visions with the reaper

Versace ponchos, nigga gold nail seekers

Clicker on the rocks and the war whole features

I’m gone niggas, never coming back

Cause when I was here, you didn’t see that

You only admire what you got, when it’s gone

Well I can’t help you now, so long

I hope my memory will help you understand

Some real niggas just gotta reach they plans

You can’t hold em back cause it’s god have in faith trivvin

And if you was really riding,

Why you ain’t see the vision

I’m just traveling down the trails of my path

A lot of pyramids, lock, smoke and glass

A lot of philadelphia nights, after the crash

I’ve graduated now I’m selling hope

So many vanity bills, I wanna sell some coke

But I kust kick 87 like cassetti

I started fucking with you for that 87 giuseppe

You started fucking with me for that 12 coupe audi

Out of hope this world

[Hook]

Gotta go, gotta leave, sorry, sorry

Sorry, I gotta go

Don’t belong here, no more

I gotta go

Yeah, how can you vision visions, while they’re still here

Emilio pucci scarfs, matching scars I wear

Hopeless west side of philadell, where I hell

Golden chains on like I sold myself a hell

I’m just riding in my bitch like pyramids and goes to well

This world ain’t nothing but kings and gods

This world ain’t nothing but, dreams and lies

Beneath the surface, I’ll earth it

All my life I’ve been that nigga who is different

All my life I’ve been that nigga who is gifted

My ex bitch told me lyndon you done changed

You’re not the man that I fell in love with

I told her dare I dream, dare I be something

You just afraid that we’re not making what we have

Will be nothing

Hello westside, hello westside

Looking at myself, I don’t know what lies inside

Since a sensability, jay or some type of product

Tale of 2 cities, but it started on that west side

Ended on that ghost town, on that west end

Fell in love with brooklyn but she live in grinnich, grinnich

If you love me, you’ll understand why

Man like me gotta look themselves in the mirror

Said I gotta love, gotta leave

Sorry, I gotta go

Don’t belong here, no more

I gotta go

Don’t belong here, oh no, gotta go, yeah.