Doby jake downham - Bro [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Gone


I Dount want to get used to this feeling
Shot tin bud , drug dealing
Needin the money so your stealing
When I'm out my eyes are peeling 
I'm enclosed in this room with no ceiling I feel like I. Gonna stop breathing
I'm self needing , I feel sick to the stomach so I'm heavin 
I just need something to believe in
You choose when you come and when you go
Drop to the beat iv lost flow ,what else am I men a show 
I'm not sure
But my feelings are low with my actions in slow mo 
I know I can rely on my bro 
If I need any info
Loyalty is sumin good to show