
Alkaline (Album Version) Kota the Friend
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[Verse 1]
Lately I just say I'm outta town
'Cause I don't really care to be around
I been making up for my mistakes
I've been through a lot, I need a break
More life, never call
Wrong place at the wrong time
I ain't had no chicken in a long time
I ain't seen my youngin' in a fortnight
Got a demon triggering the porch light, oh nah
Stay alone 'cause a lot of y'all the faux kind
I don't trust you if you tell me that you don't lie
Asking how I'm doing, yeah, I'm doing fine
Don't you know the foolish always grow wise?
Cape Town with the kinfolk, we don't play around
Grandma was on the slave ship but we home now
Mama do not work the grave shift, she in Rome now
USA be on that bullshit, better go now
Ayy, homie, why you stressing, we got one foot in the grave
Brother get your money, get yo' ass up on the plane
Why you with this woman if you know she playing games?
Why you with this nigga if he treat you like you lame?
[Chorus]
Let it go, you ain't gotta hold on no more
If you got a good thing, go for it
We ain't with the bad things no more
Yo, you gotta let go, let go
You ain't gotta hold on no more
If you got a good thing, go for it
We ain't with the bad things no more
Lately I just say I'm outta town
'Cause I don't really care to be around
I been making up for my mistakes
I've been through a lot, I need a break
More life, never call
Wrong place at the wrong time
I ain't had no chicken in a long time
I ain't seen my youngin' in a fortnight
Got a demon triggering the porch light, oh nah
Stay alone 'cause a lot of y'all the faux kind
I don't trust you if you tell me that you don't lie
Asking how I'm doing, yeah, I'm doing fine
Don't you know the foolish always grow wise?
Cape Town with the kinfolk, we don't play around
Grandma was on the slave ship but we home now
Mama do not work the grave shift, she in Rome now
USA be on that bullshit, better go now
Ayy, homie, why you stressing, we got one foot in the grave
Brother get your money, get yo' ass up on the plane
Why you with this woman if you know she playing games?
Why you with this nigga if he treat you like you lame?
[Chorus]
Let it go, you ain't gotta hold on no more
If you got a good thing, go for it
We ain't with the bad things no more
Yo, you gotta let go, let go
You ain't gotta hold on no more
If you got a good thing, go for it
We ain't with the bad things no more
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