v. heal ii Lyrics

illa is a traveling man

I'm moving through places, space and time

I got a lot of things that I got to do

Not now, I'm coming back to you, back to you

Memories don't live like people do

They always remember you

Whether that things are good or bad

It's just the memories

Memories don't live like people

Memories don't live like people do

They always remember you

Whether that things are good or bad

It's just the memories

I'm a traveling man, moving through places

My grandma be tripping

Sometimes I take the whip and I'm ready to dip

Little cup of that Activist I'm ready to sip

One false turn and this whole vehicle ready to flip

My grandma be tripping

Sometimes I take the whip and I'm ready to dip

Little cup of that activist and I'm ready to sip

One false turn and this whole vehicle ready to flip

Fuck it I lived a pretty good life so theres no reason to trip

I never asked to be so different

I swear to God I'm an alien I done came from a different district

I wasn't supposed to make it up in this world, somehow I did it

I was under 7 pounds, I couldn't breathe, and lack nutrition

I never asked to be so different

I swear to God I'm an alien that came from a different district

I wasn't supposed to make it up in this world, somehow I did it

I was under seven pounds, I couldn't breathe and lack nutrition

My doctors was magicians

Struggling with trauma all my life I've been a victim

My own father abandoned me and left me with his addiction

Chemical imbalance, I ain't spoke till I was seven.

They thought that I had autism, but I just had depression

I know you got some pain too, so I'm gonna let you heal

I been m##### as a kid too, so I know how that shit feel

Stepfather beating on my mama, wishing his ass would chill

Don't put your hands on mama or this shit finna get real

We all knew his ass was drinking so we still forgave him still

That was a little bit too much info man, I think I should probably chill

Geeking off these meds I used to have seizures in my classroom

Niggas called me weird, I had to fight them in the bathroom

Fuck all them bitches in my school that called me weird

I was in a war with God, tryna just hold back all my tears

In rehabilitation for three months, I felt alone

I couldn't go outside, I had no access to no phone

On the telephone, like mama please please please let me come home

Tears up in her eyes, she told me sorry and then hung up the phone

Feeling so alone, I felt like nobody else would listen

I transmuted that energy and became a dope musician

With a badass bitch and a codeine prescription

All these blessings bro, I never thought this shit would happen

I love you mama so much for making all of this happen

All them times you had the fake a smile when you wasn't happy

Norman I still miss you, in my eyes your still a soldier

In that crib without no heat, we was going through foreclosure

Bri-Bri if you listening, just know that I still love you

I just always wish I was older, just so I can protect you

From the pain your father gave you, when his ass neglects you

From them boys that dated you, that used to disrespect you

Britty if you listening, just know I won't forget you

Unaware of your conditions, I ain't know that you was special

Just like you, I was off of them meds too shorty, Just like you

I was in special ed too shorty

Music for the runaway I know you understand

Can't be a runaway, you gotta have a plan

Can't be a runaway, you gotta be a man

I know you understand

Music for the runaways, I know you understand

Can't be a runaway you gotta have a plan

Can't be a runaway, you gotta be a man iLLA UNDERSTANDS.