Quinton Barnes - Saturday

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  • Опубликовано: 13 сен 2024
  • HAVE MERCY ON ME OUT AUGUST 23!!!!!
    Written, produced and mixed by Quinton Barnes
    It's a Saturday and I'm cooking again
    Ain't no better way for this feeling to end
    Cause I'm loving you
    No one else but you
    It's a sadder day and I'm with you again
    Ain't no better way for this feeling to end
    Cause I'm loving you
    No one else but you
    I'll keep it going tell these niggas I ain't slowing down
    Nigga we showing out
    No we ain't slowing down
    I think it's love and yeah I ain't afraid to say it
    I just hope you won't betray it
    I just hope you won't delay it, yeah
    And if you with it boy I'm hoping you could say it
    Pray to God you won't betray it
    I just hope you won't delay it, yeah
    Cause I've been hurt, I been used but I ain't broken
    I got emotions, but I ain't broken
    Cause you got problems, I got problems, we could fuck it up
    I hate to bring it up
    But this shit fucks me up
    I got lifelong feelings that I ain't enough
    I don't deserve your love
    That feeling fucks me up
    So say it to me
    Say you love me
    Say you want me
    Say you trust me
    Cause I been hurt, I been bruised but I ain't broken
    I got emotions, but I ain't broken
    Yesterday you held me, told me I was perfect
    I was glad cause I felt worthless but you made me feel deserving
    Felt I earned it - hey - maybe I'm learning
    Focusing on my discernment
    Past emotions left me yearning
    Lacking care- got no focus, lacking empathy
    I'm better with you next to me
    I'm better when I focus on tomorrow, yeah
    And feel the sorrow
    Keep on pushing through those feelings
    I'll feel better by tomorrow
    That's hope, yeah, it's not a joke
    Early 20s feeling suicidal had me by the throat
    Smoking weed every day, getting high just to cope
    Check my wrist, ain't no joke, didn't have a way to cope, yeah
    Nowadays we smoke but shit is just a joke, yeah
    Yeah we common folk but boy we got hope, yeah
    $60,000 for an album, ain't nothing joke yeah
    $60,000 for an album, that's hope yeah
    $60,000 check my wrist, that's hope yeah
    Broke boys flexing money, that's a joke yeah
    Black boys getting money that's hope
    Black boy, no money, Issa joke
    Black boy, no money, no hope
    Black boy, no money, no hope

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