Burden - Aminé

This is, this is that shit that you, like…

How do I even say this right?

This, this is like some shit you go and pick your, your homie up from jail wit'

(Limbo)

Look

Uh-uh, oh (Yeah, I like that)

Yeah, uh-uh, oh (Yup)

Bury me before I’m a burden

Don’t bury me 'til niggas is certain

I’m singin', singin'

Uh-uh, oh

Yeah, uh-uh, oh

Bury me before I’m a burden

Don’t bury me 'til niggas is certain

When your skin darker, shit gets harder (True)

This a black album like Shawn Carter (Yee)

Screamin' like I’m Rico, moshin' like I’m Steve-O

Niggas dodging bullets at Wi', jammin' off of Pico

At the barber shop, I got the bald fade

That was before the chubby niggas had the Balmain

You know Giuseppe-ass niggas with the Louis shades

Type to call a girl a bitch if she don’t give 'em play (Yeah)

At sixteen, I was survivin' off of noodle cups (Damn)

Shit is legal, now the dealers know the jig is up

When it’s us, niggas gettin' years, maybe ten and up

Soccer moms do the same, but government don’t give a fuck (True)

You know I’m hailin' from that Rip City, get busy

If I die, roll out the yellow carpet if you fuck with me

Yellow roses in the sky

Pastor rock a yellow tie

Choir make my mama cry

Yellow suit, yeah, I’m fly

Coldplay playin' «Yellow» live

Ooh, uh-uh, oh (Goddamn)

Yeah, uh-uh, oh (You got to make it better or things won’t change)

Bury me before I’m a burden (They stay the same)

Don’t bury me 'til niggas is certain (This shit is so hard)

I’m singin', singin' (Yeah)

Ooh, uh-uh, oh

Yeah, uh-uh, oh, yup (You got to make it better or things won’t change)

Bury me before I’m a burden (They stay the same)

Don’t bury me 'til niggas is certain (Okay)

Man, I’d rather die before I give up

Keep my fuckin' foot on they necks and never let up

Mark my words, my nigga Marc used to say that (Yeah)

That was way before my nigga Yos had the wave cap (Yeah)

And to top it off, my best friend had a baby (Woo)

We twenty-five, I told that nigga, «Boy, you fuckin' crazy»

Maybe I’m the one who really need the Lord to save me

The last time I went to church was in the fuckin' '80s

Can you believe that?

I was born in '94 (Woo), can you believe that?

Your favorite rapper’s doin' blow, can you believe that?

Wide awake, but comatose, Hollywoods and overdose

Girls say innuendos, I’m in limbo, but I know the ropes

And it’s really hard to cope with a Pilot Jones

When the love is lost like I’m Coppola

Translatin' losses before Twitter go and soak it up

Beat so cold, it made Aminé wanna open up

Ooh, uh-uh, oh (Woo)

Yeah, uh-uh, oh (You got to make it better or things won’t change)

Bury me before I’m a burden (They stay the same)

Don’t bury me 'til niggas is certain

I’m singin', singin'

Ooh, uh-uh, oh (Yeah)

Yeah, uh-uh, oh (You got to make it better or things won’t change)

Bury me before I’m a burden (No, things won’t change, they stay the same)

Don’t bury me 'til niggas is certain (They stay the same, oh)

Blessings (Blessings), blessings (Blessings)

Blessings (Blessings), blessings (Blessings)

Time’s of the essence, I’m tryna get on essence

Man, I don’t take suggestions, God gave me them

Blessings (Blessings), blessings (Blessings)

Blessings (Blessings), blessings (Blessings)

Time’s of the essence

God gave me them