[Intro/Sample]
I can't feel the love, 'cause all my friends died
[Chorus: Roméo Testa]
Let it go, free your mind, live your life, feed your soul
Give your time, see your fam, keep 'em close
'Cause you never know when it could all be gone
Just let it go, let it go, let it go
Make it right, ain't no time for no wrongs
It's alright did you not get enough
You don't ever know when it could all be gone
Just let it go, let it go, let it go
[Verse 1: Erick the Architect]
Spent the last summer on tour, spent the last winter with family
I ain't been 'round in so long, hope I still fit in with y'all
Out here tryna get it, kids grow a mile a minute
Money don't buy experience, can't dig in your pocket for it
I wanna be there for the wrong, I wanna let it go, but it's gone
I buried my mom last year, hmm, and I won't be healed with a song
But the hope when you heal make you strong
Don't wanna raise my kids via phone
And I love my niece, my nephew
Just like they a seed of my own
And my life in a speed of my own
Still recite, and I speak through the poems
I'm so grateful, I kept my composure
And do remember the things that I told ya
You can't dwell, that'll make it a phobia
You can still conquer the culture
It gon' fight, that don't mean that it's over
You're the angel lookin' over my shoulder
I can't feel the love, 'cause all my friends died
[Chorus: Roméo Testa]
Let it go, free your mind, live your life, feed your soul
Give your time, see your fam, keep 'em close
'Cause you never know when it could all be gone
Just let it go, let it go, let it go
Make it right, ain't no time for no wrongs
It's alright did you not get enough
You don't ever know when it could all be gone
Just let it go, let it go, let it go
[Verse 1: Erick the Architect]
Spent the last summer on tour, spent the last winter with family
I ain't been 'round in so long, hope I still fit in with y'all
Out here tryna get it, kids grow a mile a minute
Money don't buy experience, can't dig in your pocket for it
I wanna be there for the wrong, I wanna let it go, but it's gone
I buried my mom last year, hmm, and I won't be healed with a song
But the hope when you heal make you strong
Don't wanna raise my kids via phone
And I love my niece, my nephew
Just like they a seed of my own
And my life in a speed of my own
Still recite, and I speak through the poems
I'm so grateful, I kept my composure
And do remember the things that I told ya
You can't dwell, that'll make it a phobia
You can still conquer the culture
It gon' fight, that don't mean that it's over
You're the angel lookin' over my shoulder
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