stargazer pt.3 Songtext
von MIKE
stargazer pt.3 Songtext
Yeah, yeah
I be gazing, got a head full of schemes I was chasing
Even got ahead of my dreams, be patient
Mama told me stress ain′t a thing, I'm wasting
Bread, smoking cess ′til I sleep, I be pacing
Looking for that check in the cheese, I keep it basic
Can't fiend for no respect, I got my team, yeah, wasted
This ego might erase 'em, this peak, we ain′t adjacent
Little bit of hedges, peep the street, can′t fake it
I been living faithless, mommy out in Gravesend
Hardly hit the pavement, for weeks been tryna make sense
They been tryna make sense, but we couldn't
Already know it′s 'cause they hating
Gully part of Brooklyn, bet we dealing with the same shit
Blessing and a curse when they throw you off the slave ship
My mama grave should say "Go ahead"
See my papa face when I′m sober, next, controlling less
Missing what I know is best, uh
Living in a no regret, living in a no regret, uh
Uh, uh, uh, alright, that's good
My baby, my baby
Thank you so much
(sings in Yoruba)
Ah, yeah, yeah
I said, which kind wahala be this, wahala be this?
Which kind wahala be this, wahala be this? Eh?
I get my mama
My mama, I love her for everything
I love her, I can give her the world
I love my mom so much, my mom love her son
We love each other, we love everybody
We love Christine, God bless
God bless our house and God bless our hustle
My son, I love you so much
I′m sitting on the chair here, I'm talkless
I don't even know what to say
You are such a golden child, my golden child
My blessed boy, you shall be blessed forever
Ever, I shall not die
When you start progressing more in life, you shall not be my [?]
People will not tell me your story
I will be there to see everything, mmh, my love
Christine, Christine, papa
Christine, papa, I love you so much
You don′t even know how much
And I don′t even know how much to tell you
The love I have, that I have for you, mmh
It's very, very uncurable
I love you so, so much
Thank you for everything, Michael
And may my God continue to bless you and guide you
I also thank you single
I′m still going to sing oo
I'm still to sing, I′m still going to sing
I'm still going to sing
(speaks in Yoruba)
Big kiss, mwah, big kiss, mwah
I be gazing, got a head full of schemes I was chasing
Even got ahead of my dreams, be patient
Mama told me stress ain′t a thing, I'm wasting
Bread, smoking cess ′til I sleep, I be pacing
Looking for that check in the cheese, I keep it basic
Can't fiend for no respect, I got my team, yeah, wasted
This ego might erase 'em, this peak, we ain′t adjacent
Little bit of hedges, peep the street, can′t fake it
I been living faithless, mommy out in Gravesend
Hardly hit the pavement, for weeks been tryna make sense
They been tryna make sense, but we couldn't
Already know it′s 'cause they hating
Gully part of Brooklyn, bet we dealing with the same shit
Blessing and a curse when they throw you off the slave ship
My mama grave should say "Go ahead"
See my papa face when I′m sober, next, controlling less
Missing what I know is best, uh
Living in a no regret, living in a no regret, uh
Uh, uh, uh, alright, that's good
My baby, my baby
Thank you so much
(sings in Yoruba)
Ah, yeah, yeah
I said, which kind wahala be this, wahala be this?
Which kind wahala be this, wahala be this? Eh?
I get my mama
My mama, I love her for everything
I love her, I can give her the world
I love my mom so much, my mom love her son
We love each other, we love everybody
We love Christine, God bless
God bless our house and God bless our hustle
My son, I love you so much
I′m sitting on the chair here, I'm talkless
I don't even know what to say
You are such a golden child, my golden child
My blessed boy, you shall be blessed forever
Ever, I shall not die
When you start progressing more in life, you shall not be my [?]
People will not tell me your story
I will be there to see everything, mmh, my love
Christine, Christine, papa
Christine, papa, I love you so much
You don′t even know how much
And I don′t even know how much to tell you
The love I have, that I have for you, mmh
It's very, very uncurable
I love you so, so much
Thank you for everything, Michael
And may my God continue to bless you and guide you
I also thank you single
I′m still going to sing oo
I'm still to sing, I′m still going to sing
I'm still going to sing
(speaks in Yoruba)
Big kiss, mwah, big kiss, mwah
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