Letra de Always - Kota the Friend

(Feat. Braxton Cook, KYLE)

Love is love, sun is up, fuck it up

Get yo' cash up, get yo' ass up, run it up

Fuck a bag up, tell 'em back up, call me nuts

Tell 'em catch up, get yo' racks up, yeah, yeah

Woke up in my bag, only focused on my path

They have kicked me at my lowest

Now they hit me like my bae

Hear that birdie sing that song, ain't no kick drum but it slap

My lil' baby love me long, I got these blessings in my lap

My niggas hungry like it's Ramadan

Shooters like it's Columbine

Comin' for that Gouda like they never seen a dollar sign

Take my forty acres, got a bullet for my slaver

You could keep the fuckin' papers

Pull that trigger, bitch, you outta time

Young nigga from the East Coast, been livin' like I got a cheat code

Hittin' people with the free gang, keep three friends like Migos

See feds through peepholes, I peep game and keep on

See me runnin' to the sunset, I'ma blow this shit up like a C4

Like yeah, I got the drip

Give me a band, I'm makin' it flip

Give me a hand, we takin' a trip

My shorty a dime, got me a ten

Yes, I really lived

If I do go broke, I swear I'll still be rich

And when you haters check up on me

Know that I'ma still be this

Top-down in my old hood, it's a good day

Nice smile but he no good, what they all say

When I'm gone, know I'm still right with you always

Knock, knock, pull up with the vibes at your doorway

Love is love, sun is up, fuck it up

Get yo' cash up, get yo' ass up, run it up

Fuck a bag up, tell 'em back up, call me nuts

Tell 'em catch up, get yo' racks up, yeah, yeah

Yo, fucked up smile but the kid look great (Uh-huh)

Yeah, that's what they all say (Sure)

But me being perfect? Give me a break (Hehe)

Maturity's millions of miles away (Phew)

All of these demons, they got to fight one

All of these hoes, they got to like one

My situation is a tight one (Hmm)

What I'ma do? Not go and Gucci and blow for fun?

Not get the Porsche and make niggas say, "What?"

Not give my daddy some Christian Dior?

Not give my baby some Louis Vuitton? What?

Yeah, what's weird to me is it appears to be like super lack of sincerity

From everything I hold dear to me (Fuck)

And that's the shit that puts fear in me (Yup)

It's like niggas just can't be real with me?

Seriously, dude, KYLE? (Come on)

I be eatin' bullshit with a smile (Yup)

Nigga, I basically live in denial (Hehe)

Sayin', "Oh, it ain't so bad"

And tellin' niggas I ain't sad

Tellin' niggas that they song ain't trash (That shit suck)

Tellin' my girlfriend that I'm not mad

I'm just tired (I'm just tired, baby, honestly)

But then again, it's like nigga I'm fired (Haha)

And I know there's people with less

And to say I'm not blessed mean I'd be a liar

Nigga, stop bein' dramatic, it ain't Broadway

I know I'm in good hands like All State

Sun or rain, joy or pain

I'm givin' thanks always, always, always (Always, always)

Top-down in my old hood, it's a good day (And always, and always)

Nice smile but he no good what they all say (Leavin' after that, yup)

When I'm gone, know I'm still right with you always

Knock, knock, pull up with the vibes at your doorway

Love is love, sun is up, fuck it up

Get yo' cash up, get yo' ass up, run it up

Fuck a bag up, tell 'em back up, call me nuts

Tell 'em catch up, get yo' racks up, yeah, yeah

I'm back in the city, I rock and I milly

Are you comin' with me or not?

This shit goin' silly, I'm comin' from millies

I love when they give me the vibes

Did it again, did what I said

Wake up and get to the ends

This shit is rag, I don't pretend

I sort that shit in my head

Used to kick it with the homies, yeah

Talk shit and sip Jack

Get drunk up in Coney, yeah

F train all the way back

We was duckin' from police, I don't ride with no phonies

If you real, then you show me, know I'm real if you know me

People fake so I'm lonely, yeah

Give me a dap, I'm never wishin' you bad

I hope you gettin' your bread, I hope you gettin' ahead

And nothin' is settin' you back

Yeah, yeah, I been that asshole, still authentic asshole

If I show you love, you know it's real as ever, asshole

Get it how you live it though

Polish up, my spirit's low

Every day I'm findin' somethin' different that I'm livin' for

Tryna tell my people they don't gotta keep they ceilin' low

Just keep your spirits high, keep on movin' as you heal and grow

Top-down in my old hood, it's a good day

Nice smile but he no good what they all say

When I'm gone, know I'm still right with you always

Knock, knock, pull up with the vibes at your doorway

Love is love, sun is up, fuck it up

Get yo' cash up, get yo' ass up, run it up

Fuck a bag up, tell 'em back up, call me nuts

Tell 'em catch up, get yo' racks up, yeah, yeah

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