Dear Delilah Lyrics

Yea aye

Turn that beat down a little bit for me

Yea

Dear Delilah

I Know we haven't spoke in a while

Sorry wasn't ready for a child

Spilling tea and it's killing me

Who supposed to clean up the aisle

Let me run my mile

Tribulations, trials

Out all week and I came back tired

I ain't no fool

Skip the I do's

Of course, I'm afraid have you been in my shoes

You don't win when I lose

Never pick but i choose

Finding my capacity

Said I rap and they laughed at me

And that's just what my passion needs

To inspire anybody coming after me

Now they wanna be me and see what I see

Got more secrets than your pastor keeps

And that's sad to see, that all these casualties

That religion had to bring to control the masses seems

Like it was designed to crash my dreams

Now you quote verses and get mad at me

Is it the black in me

I see what you doing

I see what you using

Kill him dead might as well noose him

Choke him, strangle, camera angles

Send him to the angels

Taylor, Breonna

Imagine every bullet when they shot her

They killed somebody daughter

Y'all ain't right

Protest all day and night

Black and I'm proud and my god ain't white

Ain't no law in sight, vote or die

Living lawless life

Who's the DA we should call them right?

I'm sick of all the hopelessness

Spilling blood on the streets then say it's got dope in it

Then all lives matter is supporting it

Now we worried about abortion bills

I think it's all useless

Know you tryna use us

Blood on your hands

BLM turned into a brand

Let me do what I can

Didn't put it on the gram

And now I'm in demand

Y'all surprised I'm the goat like it wasn't in the plan

Know you hear me now

Qualified and they still tryna turn me down

I'm flexin like nigga I been working out

And it's working out

Cut deep bring the surgeons out

I'm surfing now

Yeah we been chosen

That's why they say we broken

Let it go, feel frozen

No evidence but the gun still smoking

Now I'm wide open

Damn

Doing all I can

Genocide on stolen land

About to swing on em don't hold my hands

Thank all my fans

I know I gotta face all my Demons on the daily

Finally got over all the people who betrayed me

Now they calling

I ain't fallen

For the tricks that they try to pull often

Now I'm faded

I can see how me and the greats are related

Got a little chance imma take it

Sincerely yours

The West Bank Baby